I Can't Give You Anything But Love    (1928)

Gee but it's tough to be broke, kid
It's not a joke kid, it's a curse
My luck is changing
It's gotten from simply rotten to something worse
Who knows, someday I will win, too
I'll begin to reach my prime
Now that I see what our end is
All I can spend is just my time

I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dreamin' a while, schemin' a while
You're sure to find
Happiness, and I guess
All those things you've always pined for

Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby
Till that lucky day you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything but love

Rome wasn't built in a day, kid,
You have to pay, kid, for what you get
But I am willing to wait, dear
Your little mate, dear, will not forget
You have a lifetime before you
I'll adore you, come what may
Please don't be blue for the present
When it's so pleasant, to hear you say

I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dreamin' a while, schemin' a while
We're sure to find
Happiness, and I guess
All those things you've always pined for.

Lyrics by Dorothy Fields.
Composed by Jimmy McHugh.
Recorded by Louis Armstrong; Ella Fitzgerald; Duke Ellington; others.


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