My Man
Maurice Yvain, Jacques Mardochee Charles, Albert Lucien Willemetz, Channing Pollock
It cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man, it's my man
Cold and wet, tired, you bet
All of this I'll soon forget with my man
He's not much for looks
He's 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't know why I should
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
