"Remember My Forgotten Man" sung by Joan Blondell and Etta Moten in Busby Berkeley's "Gold Diggers of 1933"
- "Remember My Forgotten Man" sung by Joan Blondell and Etta Moten in Busby Berkeley's "Gold Diggers of 1933"
"Remember My Forgotten Man" sung by Joan Blondell and Etta Moten
Remember My Forgotten Man
I don't know if he deserves a bit of sympathy
Forget your sympathy
That's alright with me
I was satisfied to drift along from day to day
Till they 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-horray"
But look at him today
Remember my forgotten man
You had him cultivate the land
He walked behind a plow
The sweat fell from his brow
But look at him right now
And once he used to love me
I was happy then
He used to take care of me
Won't you bring him back again
'Cos ever since the world began
A woman's got to have a man
Forgetting him you see
Means you're forgetting me
Like my
My forgotten man
.
Remember my forgotten man
You put a rifle in his hand
They'all sent him far away
You shouted "hip-horray!"
But look at him today
Remember my forgotten man
You had him cultivate the land
He walked behind the plow
The sweat fell from his brow
But look at him right now
And once he used to love me
I was happy then
He used to take care of me
Won't you bring him back again
'Cos ever since the world began
A woman's got to have a man
Forgetting him you see
Means you're forgetting me
Like my
My forgotten man
.
You'll bring them back
We are the real forgotten men
You'll bring him back
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For glory was our pride
But soon our glory died
Now they're just a memory
Oh bring him back
Remember your forgotten man
We want him back
You've got to let us live again
We gayly march away
To fight for USA
But where are we today?
Oh where are they today
.
And once he used to love me
I was happy then
He used to take care of me
Won't you bring him back again
Oh bring him back
'Cos ever since the world began
A woman's got to have a man
Forgetting him you see
Means you're forgetting me
Like my forgotten man
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