Crosby Bing Miscellaneous There Ain't No Sweet Man That's Worth The Salt of Shakin' like a leaf on a tree, That's coming loose from the stem; Shakin' like a leaf on a tree, Because I'm coming loose from my man! I'm like a weeping willow, Weeping on my pillow, For years and years, There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my Ba-ba-da-doo, wah da da da do, wah da da ba do, wha da-oh! Down and down he dragged me, Like a fiend he nagged me, For years and years, There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my Ba da da da da da do! Although I may be blue, Still, I'm true, I must tell him good-bye! Rather than have that man, Gonna lay me down and just die! Da-oh! Broken-hearted sisters, Aggravating misters, lend me your ears! There ain't no sweet man that's worth the salt of my Ba-ba-da-doo, wah da da da do, wah da da ba do, wha da-oh! Ba-da wah da-oh! Shh!