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
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 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"
had the odd distinction of becoming a recognized standard despite its having been (1)
thrown
out of the musical for which it had been written
("Lady, Be Good!" in 1924); (2) sung in a show
that flopped on the road (the 1927 "Strike Up the
Band"); (3) added to and then cut from a third
musical
("Rosalie"); (4) rejected when "Strike Up the Band" was successfully revised in 1929.
The reason for
the last situation was ironic: the song had become too well
known!
