The Name of My Sorrow - Jimmy Webb

Oh, the last I heard from Shirley

She was married to some guy

Living south of Kansas City

Too bad I was so shy

And the last I heard of Linda

She was looking much the same

She was married to some guy

Too bad I couldn’t take the blame

Couldn’t take the blame

And Linda was the name of my sorrow

And Shirley was, too

And now it’s you

And the last I heard from Mary Lou

She still hadn’t learned to sing

She was married to some guy

Too bad I didn’t buy a ring

And the last I heard of Janie

Everybody knew her name

Miss something or the other

Too bad I never had no fame

I never had no fame

Janie was the name of my sorrow

Mary Lou was, too

And now it’s you

And the last I heard of Marianne

She still hadn’t changed a bit

She had everything there in it’s place

Too bad I didn’t fit

And the last I heard of Susie

She still nursed a fickle flame

And waited in her patient way

Too bad I never came

Too bad I never came

For Susan was the name of my sorrow

And Marianne was, too

And now it’s you