Every time that I hear a woman cry 'cause her man has left her flat
I just feel like saying, "Don't be such a fool, you fool"
Better dry your eyes, can't you realize you gain nothing by that?
Well, that's no way to keep his heart warm, baby
When his love grows cool
What's the use in sighing? What's the use in crying?
If he's wandered off the track
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back, no
You might as well be cheerful, there's no use being tearful
If he's given you the sack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
Now, listen, if sweet sugar kissin' isn't gonna make him come home
Tell me, how do ya hope to keep him to ya with tears instead of song
Just be a normal fella, come on, say, "What the hell-a"
Get his clothes and help him to pack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
Love is like home cooking, good and wholesome
But all men need some mutton on the outside now and then
If you find your boy is cheating, do the same, old dear
He's only giving you the chance that you've been waiting for for years
My goodness! Tears won't get you anything, just a shiny red nose
Go on, paint up, powder up, put on your swellest clothes
Men, go and get 'em by the score, neglected girls shouldn't worry
That's what God made sailors for
Don't cry for him or chase him, just go out and replace him
With some good looking Tom, Dick or Jack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
If your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
I just feel like saying, "Don't be such a fool, you fool"
Better dry your eyes, can't you realize you gain nothing by that?
Well, that's no way to keep his heart warm, baby
When his love grows cool
What's the use in sighing? What's the use in crying?
If he's wandered off the track
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back, no
You might as well be cheerful, there's no use being tearful
If he's given you the sack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
Now, listen, if sweet sugar kissin' isn't gonna make him come home
Tell me, how do ya hope to keep him to ya with tears instead of song
Just be a normal fella, come on, say, "What the hell-a"
Get his clothes and help him to pack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
Love is like home cooking, good and wholesome
But all men need some mutton on the outside now and then
If you find your boy is cheating, do the same, old dear
He's only giving you the chance that you've been waiting for for years
My goodness! Tears won't get you anything, just a shiny red nose
Go on, paint up, powder up, put on your swellest clothes
Men, go and get 'em by the score, neglected girls shouldn't worry
That's what God made sailors for
Don't cry for him or chase him, just go out and replace him
With some good looking Tom, Dick or Jack
'Cause if your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
If your kisses won't hold the man you love
Then your tears won't bring him back
Lyrics submitted by artoseybycy
If Your Kisses Can't Hold the Man You Love Lyrics as written by Vivian Ellis Jack Yellen
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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"Dick" in this song was not meant as a double-entendre. The "Tom, Dick, or Jack" thing comes from "Tom, Dick, and Harry," which is essentially just saying "anybody." For example, "We can't just let every Tom, Dick and Harry into the Hall of Presidents... no offense to you, Jefferson, Nixon and Truman." Yeah, that's stolen from Futurama. But I digress. The reason "Harry" was changed to "Jack" was to rhyme. Soooo... yeah.
I remember reading somewhere that this song was originally a cabaret song, popularized by Sophie Tucker. The somewhat dated language points to this, but I'm not sure if using the name "Dick" was meant as a double-entendre or not.
This is my favourite Rasputina song. It's flat out blunt as hell, but it's cheerful as hell and it makes me grin devillishly.
God, I love this song! So catchy.
this song is GREAT. its like satire of women and men
I adore this song.
The live version is best.
this is the hard truth. your tears wont bring back the one you love, and sometimes it is hard to accpet that. in fact, it makes you want to die. too bad.
i love how this song brings out there idk....antigue-ness???????? hahahaha she sad swell
"With tears instead of song"
are you sure that she says "song"... I think it's sworn or something like that... 'cause if its "song" what a shame of verse... no deep sense at all
its "soul" not song, I believe.