She Ain't Gonna Do Right

(album: The Wicked Pickett - 1967)

She said she'd be my girl
Swore to give her love only to me, now
But oh, Lord, what a sinful world
Don't look like I can trust nobody

(She ain't gonna do right) Oh, she gonna break my heart
(She ain't gonna do right) Sure that she gonna tear it all apart
(She ain't gonna do right)
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no (Oh no) oh no

One more thing, she takes all my hard-earned pay
And buy a new dress, go out to play, now
She take my last coffee dime
And buy some other guy a shoeshine

(She ain't gonna do right) Oh, that ain't right
(She ain't gonna do right) Oh, I'm telling y'all, I'm telling y'all, I'm tellin y'all she gonna break my heart
(She ain't gonna do right) Oh yeah
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no (Oh no) oh
Oh

One more time
Oh yeah

Listen to this, she keeps on hurting me
Driving me toward insanity, now
But I keep on loving her more and more
When deep down in my heart I know, I know, I know

(She ain't gonna do right) Oh, I'm telling y'all, I'm telling y'all, I'm telling y'all
(She ain't gonna do right) She will break my heart, oh yes she is
(She ain't gonna do right)
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no (Oh no)
One more time

(She ain't gonna do right) She gonna break my heart
(She ain't gonna do right) She will tear it up, one more time
(She ain't gonna do right)
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no