Remember My Forgotten Man
(Al Dubin, Harry Warren)
I don’t know if I deserves a bit of sympathy
Save your sympathy, that’s all right with me
I was satisfied to drift along from day to day
‘Till you came and took my man away
Remember my forgotten man
You put a rifle in his hand
You sent him far away
You shouted hip hooray
But look at him today
Remember my forgotten man
You had him cultivate your land
He stood behind your plow
The sweat fell from his brow
But look at him right now
And once, he used to love me
Oh I was happy, I was happy then
He used to take care of me
Won’t you bring him back again
‘Cause ever since this world began
A woman’s got to, she’s got to have a man
Forgetting him, you see
Means you’re forgetting me
Like you forgot my man