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!