Karaoké Cry for the Bad Man Lynyrd Skynyrd

Well he walks so tall to be so small

Never met a man who's stranger

He lives his life for a dollar sign and to deal with him is dangerous

Well he knocked me down but I'm on my feet

Now I'm so much wiser

I'd rather quit and go back home than to deal with the money miser

Ah hoo ooh ooh ooh

Let's cry for this bad man

Ah hoo ooh ooh ooh

I sing a song for the bad man

Well you treat me right baby I'll treat you right

That's the way it's supposed to be

Well I put my faith down in my friend and he almost put an end to me

Well I work seven days a week

Eight when I am able

When you take my money from me you take food from my mama's table

Ah hoo ooh ooh ooh

Let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for this bad man

Oh baby you know who you are

Wooh

Ah hoo ooh ooh ooh

Let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for this bad man

Way down in Georgia

Well you treat me right baby I'll treat you right

That's the way it's supposed to be

I put my faith down in my friend and he almost put an end to me

Well when you take my money baby

When you hurt my family

I go walkin' through the swamps without no shoes

Step on a snake, it scares you

Ah hoo ooh ooh ooh

Oh let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for this bad man

Oh let's cry for this bad man

I wrote a song for this bad man

Oh baby straight to you

Oh no

He's so bad, bad, bad