(Ira Gershwin / George Gershwin)


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 lok at me and smile

I'll understand

Then in a little while

He'll take my hand

And though it's seem 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 someday

Maybe tuesday, will be my good news day


He'll build a little home

Just ment for two

From wich I'll never roam

Who would, would you

And so all else above

I'm dreaming of

The man I love


Maybe I shall meet him sunday

Maybe monday, maybe not

Still I'm sure to meet him someday

Maybe tuesday, will be my good news day

He'll build a little home

Just ment for two

From wich I'll never roam

Who would, would you

I'm dreaming of

The man I love