Irma Thomas — Sufferin With the Blues

Somewhere, somehow Sometime, some place I did someone wrong And now I'm suffering with the blues Don't know just where Or why, or how I must have been wrong 'Cause now I'm suffering with the blues Why does your love taunt me Haunt me through the night? When I know that you don't, oh want me If you did you'd be here by my side Somewhere, somehow I must have hurt you deep down inside Or why else would I be here Suffering with the blues? Oh-oh, why else would I be here Suffering with the blues?