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 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 such comfort bring;
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 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!”