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.
And though it seems absurb, I know we both won't say a word.
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.
He'll build a little home,
just meant for two,
from which we'll never roam;
Who would? Would you?
And so all else above,
I'm waiting for the man I love.
The Man I Love by Ella Fitzgerald
Happy Father's Day
This looks like fun! Great pictures. Clara
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