He’d give up all his comforts/And sleep out in the rain/If she said that’s the way it ought to be
Sledge’s ballad is a classic in the strictest sense of the word – his soulful wail, the climactic trumpets, and the slow-dance tempo remind us all how blind and vulnerable a man who “loves a woman” can get. There is no knocking this song, and there is no topping the original version.