The Touch of a Woman's Hand (from Going Up) (1917)

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Poor old bachelor a-living by himself,
Thinks he doesn’t need a wife.
Every nook and corner, every wall and shelf
Shows he’s missing half his life.

A neat touch here,
A sweet touch here,
A touch so very tiny and small,
You almost can’t define it at all.
A slight touch there,
The right touch there;
Some men are kings and born to command,
And yet no man can withstand
That sweet touch of a woman’s hand.

Dust upon his books and nothing in its place,
Every single thing’s awry;
Not a single flower or a touch of lace!
What a difference if he’d try:

A neat touch here...