My Man
((Adapted from: Mon Homme (Mistinguett) - 1916))
Composer(s): Albert Willemetz - Jacques Charles - Maurice Yvain - Channing Pollack
Performer(s): Fanny Brice - 1921
and multiple other artists



It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man
He's not much for looks
And no hero out of books
Is my man
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him
I don't know why I should
He isn't good
He isn't true
He beats me, too
What can I do
Oh, my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back
On my knees some day
For whatever my man is
I am his forever more
Sometimes I say
If I just could get away
With my man
He'd go straight, sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Who liked my man
And then my eyes get wet
I 'most forget
Till he gets hot
And tells me not
To talk such rot
Oh my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back
On my knees some day
For whatever my man is
I'm his forever more