a French song from 1920
words by Albert Willemetz and Jacques Charles
music by Maurice Yvain
English lyrics by Channing Pollock added in 1921
The sheet music:
Accompaniment track:
Lyrics
1. 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?
Chorus
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
2. 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
Like my man
And then my eyes get wet, I ‘most forget
‘Til he gets hot, and tells me not, to talk such rot
Sung here by Fred Feild: