Somebody Loved Me - The Irish Rovers

Somebody loved me, I still see her face\nAnd I seem to recall her beauty and grace\nHer name has escaped me, me memory’s not clear\nAnd moments of lucidness bring me to tears\nSomebody loved me, was it Linda or Jan?\nSometimes I think that I called her «Sweet Anne»\nWhen I whisper that name, she gives me a smile\nThen kisses my lips and it’s good for a while\nWho is this woman, so gentle and kind?\nI know who she is, but it’s just slipped my mind\nShe sits by my bedside, holding my hand\nAnd humming a song from some far-away land\nSomebody loved me, it has to be true\nFor scenes of our live seem to come flooding through\nThe children, the dog, and all the old friends\nBut before I can ask her, the clouds come again\nWho is this woman, so gentle and kind?\nI know who she is, but it’s just slipped my mind\nShe sits by my bedside, holding my hand\nAnd humming a song from some far-away land\nHmm-hmmm-hm-hmmm-hm-hm-hmm…\nIf I could just tell her how I love her so\nIf I could just hold her, I’d never let go\nBut, locked in this prison, I’m just not the same\nAnd, God help me, I still can’t remember her name\nWho is this woman, so gentle and kind?\nI know who she is, but it’s just slipped my mind\nShe sits by my bedside, just holding my hand\nAnd humming a song from some far-away land\nShe’s humming a song from some far-away land\nHmm-hmmm-hm-hmmm-hm-hm-hmm…\nWhen Irish eyes are smiling\nSure, it’s like a morn in Spring\nIn the lilt of Irish laughter\nYou can hear the angels sing\nWhen Irish hearts are happy\nAll the world seems bright and gay\nAnd when Irish eyes are smiling\nSure, they steal your heart away