Sometimes when nothing goes just right And worry reigns supreme, When heartache fills the eyes with mist And all things useless seem, There's just one thing that can drive away The tears that scald and blind – Someone to slip a strong arm 'round And whisper, "Never mind." No one has ever told just why Those words bring such comfort; Nor why that whisper makes our cares Depart on hurried wing. Yet troubles say a quick "Good- day," We leave them far behind When someone slips an arm around, And whispers, "Never mind." But love must prompt that soft caress- That at love must, aye, be true Or at that tender, clinging touch No heart ease come to you, But if the arm be moved by love, Sweet comfort you will find When someone slips an arm around, And whispers, "Never mind!"