She may be weary/ Women do get weary/ Wearing the same shabby dress/ And when she’s weary/ Try a little tenderness
You know she’s waiting/ Just anticipating things she may never possess/ While she’s without them/ Try a little tenderness
It’s not just sentimental/ She has her grief and care/ And a word that’s soft and gentle/ Makes it easier to bear
You won’t regret it/ Women don’t forget it/ Love is their whole happiness/ It’s so easy/ Try a little tenderness
photo by Helen Levitt/ song Irving King
