Someday 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 seems absurd
I know we both 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
He’ll build a little home, just meant for two
From which we’ll never roam; who would, would you?
And so all else above I’m waiting for the man I love
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