| ine sweet letter from you |
|---|
| I can’t be happy, mama |
| For bein' so blue |
| When ya keep on worryin' |
| The way you do |
| When things go wrong |
| So wrong, wit' you |
| It hurts me, too |
| That man you love, darlin' |
| He don’t want you 'round |
| Why didn’t ya make love with Tampa, darling |
| And let’s jump the town? |
| When things go wrong |
| So wrong, wit' you |
| It hurts me, too |
| That man don’t love ya, darling |
| Told Tampa, so |
| He said it was only jivin' you, darlin' |
| He said he was lovin' a gal next do' |
| When things go wrong |
| So wrong, wit' you |
| It hurts me, too |
| Oh, but it do |
| That man’ll keep on doggin' you |
| 'Til he goin' make Tampa, mad |
| An then Tampa goin' get somethin' from him, darlin' |
| Yo' man didn’t know he had |
| When things go wrong |
| So wrong, wit' you |
| Yeah, it hurts me, too |
| Play it, boy |
| When things go wrong |
| So wrong, wit' you |
| It hurts me, too |
