Lena Horne — Moanin Low

Moanin' low My sweet man, I love him so; Though he's mean as can be; He's the kind of a man needs the kind of woman like me Gonna die, if sweet man should pass me by If I die, where'll he be? He's the kind of a man needs the kind of woman like me Don't know any reason why he treats me so poorly; What have I gone and done? Makes my troubles double with his worries When surely I ain't deservin' of none Moanin' low My sweet man is gonna go When he goes, oh, Lordy! He's the kind of a man needs the kind of woman like me Don't know any reason why he treats me so poorly; What have I gone and done? Makes my troubles double with his worries When surely I ain't deservin' of none Moanin' low My sweet man is gonna go When he goes, oh, Lordy! He's the kind of a man needs the kind of woman like me My man is leavin' me