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 though it seems absurd

I know we both won't say a word



Maybe I shall meet him Sunday

Maybe Monday 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 I'll never roam who would would you

And so all else I'm waiting for the man I love