VERSE

Hell ain't got no fury

That can match your kind of scorn

You've got a lot of people

Sorta sorry you were born



VERSE

The way you treated Jim . . . yeah

Was more than I could understand

He took it sittin' down . . . yeah

You took it way on out of hand



CHORUS #1 

You're makin' lots of bad news

(You're) spreadin' 'round them witch blues



VERSE

When you come walkin' in . . . yeah

I look for some good place to hide

And if I find there ain't one

I do my best to get outside



VERSE

The first time that I met you

You seemed like first-rate company

Don't that only go to show now

How wrong a guy can sometimes be?



CHORUS #2

You're makin' lots of bad news

Spreadin' 'round them witch blues

You're makin' lots of bad news

Yes, you're givin' people witch blues



(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)



VERSE

You do not ride a broom, no

And you don't wear a pointed hat

But you can turn men into mice . . . yeah

You know a lot of tricks like that



VERSE

And then I've seen you shatter women

Just like plate glass window panes

No, I don't know where you came from

But I would bet it's mighty strange



(REPEAT CHORUS #2)



Steve Forbert

Welk Music (ASCAP)/

Rolling Tide Music (ASCAP)