Some day he’ll come along The man I love And he’ll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I’ll do my best to make him stay
He’ll look at me and smile, I’ll understand And in a little while he’ll take my hand And, though it seem absurd I know we both won’t say, we won’t say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday maybe not Still I’m sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
We’ll build a little home just meant for two…
From which I’ll never roam Who would, would you? And so all else above I’m waiting for the man I love
Maybe I shall meet him on Sunday Maybe Monday maybe not
Still I’m sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
We’ll build a little home just meant for two From which I’ll never, ever roam Who would, would you? And so all else above I’m waiting for The man… I… Love!