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

A 1928 popular song. Words by Dorothy Fields. Music by Jimmy McHugh. Published by Jack Mills Inc. Midi and vocal by Fred Feild.

Lyrics

1. 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 though I see what our end is
All I can spend is just my time

Chorus:
I can't give you anything by love, Baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby
Dream awhile, scheme awhile
We're sure to find, hapiness 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 darned well, Baby
I can't give you anything but love

2. 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

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