Ella Fitzgerald

The Man I Love
Someday he'll come along, the man I loveAnd he'll be big and strong, the man I loveAnd when he comes my wayI'll do my best to make him stayHe'll look at me and smile,I'll understandAnd in a little while he'll take my handAnd though it seems absurdI know we both won't say a wordMaybe I shall meet him SundayMaybe Monday, maybe notStill I'm sure to meet him one dayMaybe Tuesday will be my good news dayHe'll build a little home, just meant for twoFrom which we'll never roam; Who would, would you?And so all else above I'm waiting for the man I love Aus Songtexte Mania