Some day 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 seem absurd,
I know we both won't say, we 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...

We'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 waiting for the man I love.

Maybe I shall meet him on Sunday,

Maybe Monday maybe not...

Still I'm sure to meet him one day,

Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day.

We'll build a little home just meant for two,

From which I'll never, ever roam,
Who would, would you?
And so all else above I'm waiting for...

The man...
I...
Love!