IF HE WALKED INTO MY LIFE 
From the musical "Mame"
(Lyrics & Music : Jerry Herman)
Eydie Gormé


Mame:
Where is that boy with the bugle?
My little love was always my big romance;
Where's that boy with the bugle?
And why did I ever buy him those damn long pants?
Did he need a stronger hand?
Did he need a lighter touch?
Was I soft or was I tough?
Did I give enough?
Did I give too much?
At the moment when he needed me,
Did I ever turn away?
Would I be there when he called,
If he walked into my life today.
Were his days a little dull?
Were his nights a little wild?
Did I overstate my plan?
Did I stress the man?
And forget the child.
And there must have been a million things.
That my heart forgot to say.
Would I think of one or two,
If he walked into my life today.
Should I blame the times I pampered him,
Or blame the times I bossed him;
What a shame!
I never really found the boy,
Before I lost him.
Were the years a little fast?
Was his world a little free?
Was there too much of a crowd?
All too lush and loud and not enough for me.
Though I'll ask myself my whole life long,
What went wrong along the way;
Would I make the same mistakes
If he walked into my life today?
If that boy with the bugle,
If he walked into my life today.

Patrick:
Where is that girl with the promise?
The girl who tried to show me what love could be;
Where is that girl with the promise?
And why do I feel the someone to blame is me?
Did she need a stronger hand?
Did she need a lighter touch?
Was I soft or was I tough?
Did I give enough?
Did I give too much?
At the moment that she needed me,
Did I ever turn away?
Would I be there when she called,
If she walked into my life today.
Did she mind the lonely nights?
Did she count the empty days?
Was I silent, was I cold?
Was I quick to scold?
Was I slow to praise?
And there must have been a million things.
That my heart forgot to say.
Would I think of one or two,
If she walked into my life today.
Should I blame the times I pampered her,
Or blame the times I bossed her;
What a shame!
I never really found the girl,
Before I lost her.
Were the years a little fast?
Was her world a little free?
Was there too much of a crowd?
All too lush and loud and not enough for me.
Though I'll ask myself my whole life long,
What went wrong along the way;
Would I make the same mistakes
If she walked into my life today?
If that girl with the promise,
If he walked into my life today.



(Contributed by boB Cartlidge - July 2002)