(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