Name of My Sorrow - Richard Harris

Oh the last I heard from Shirley

She was married to some guy

Living south of Kansas City

Too bad, I was so shy

The last I heard from Linda

She was looking much the same

She was married to some guy

Too bad I couldn’t play her game

I couldn’t play her game

'Cause Linda was the name of my sorrow

And Shirley was too

But now it’s you

And the last I heard of Mary Lou

She still hadn’t learned to sing

She was married to some guy

Too bad I couldn’t buy a ring

The last I heard of Jane

Everybody knew her name

Star of something or the other

Too bad I had no fame

Too bad I had no fame

'Cause Jane was the name of my sorrow

And Mary Lou was too

But now it’s you

The last I heard from Marian

She hadn’t changed a bit

Everything was in its place

Too bad I didn’t fit

Oh the last I heard of Susan

She still nursed a fickle flame

And waited in her patient way

Too bad I never came

Too bad I never came

'Cause Susan was the name of my sorrow

And Marian was too

But now it’s you