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
nd 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 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 one day
maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
ust meant for two
from which I'll never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm dreaming of the man I love