Channing pollock/maurice yvain / albert willemetz/jaques charles
It cost me a lot
But there抯 one thing that I抳e got
It抯 my man
It抯 my man
Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this I抣l soon forget
With my man
He抯 not much on looks
He抯 no hero out of books
But I love him
Yes, I love him
Two or three girls
Has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him
I don抰 know why I should
He isn抰 true
He beats me, too
What can I do?
Oh, my man, I love him so
He抣l never know
All my life is just a spare
But I don抰 care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All right
What抯 the difference if I say
I抣l go away
When I know I抣l come back
On my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I抦 his forevermore
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