Oh, she may be weary
And young girls they do get wearied
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah, yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah
You know she's waiting
Just anticipating
For things that she'll never, never, never, never possess, yeah, yeah
But while she's there waiting, without them
Try a little tenderness
That's all you gotta do
It's not just sentimental, no, no, no
She has her grief and care, yeah, yeah-yeah
But the soft words, they are spoke so gentle, yeah
It makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah
You won't regret it, no, no
Some girls they don't forget it
Love is their own happiness, yeah
But it's all so easy
All you gotta do is try
Try a little tenderness, yeah
All you gotta do is, man
Hold her where you want her
Squeeze her
Don't tease her
Never leave her
Get to her, try, try
Just try a little tenderness, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't bruise her, no no
You've got to love her, tease her, don't squeeze her
Gotta try nah, nah, nah, try
Try a little tenderness, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
You've gotta to know what to do, man
Take this advice
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