I Can't Give You Anything But Love 1928

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 09 Jun 2005

Gee, but it's tough to be broke, kid,
it's not a joke, kid,
it's a curse;
think that you ought to be knowing,
my luck is going from bad to 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.

I can't give you anything but love, Baby,
That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby,
Dream awhile, scheme awhile,
we're sure to find
Happiness and I guess,
all those things you've always pined for,
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, Baby,
Diamond bracelets Woolworth's
doesn't sell, Baby,
Till that lucky day,
you know darned well, Baby,
I can't give you anything but love.

I can't give you anything but love, Baby,
That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby,
Dream awhile, scheme awhile,
we're sure to find
Happiness and I guess,
all those things you've always pined for,
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, Baby,
Diamond bracelets Woolworth's
doesn't sell, Baby,
Till that lucky day,
you know darned well, Baby,
I can't give you anything but love.

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 life time 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:

I can't give you anything but love, Baby,
That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby,
Dream awhile, scheme awhile,
we're sure to find
Happiness and I guess,
all those things you've always pined for,
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, Baby,
Diamond bracelets Woolworth's
doesn't sell, Baby,
Till that lucky day,
you know darned well, Baby,
I can't give you anything but love.

I can't give you anything but love, Baby,
That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby,
Dream awhile, scheme awhile,
we're sure to find
Happiness and I guess,
all those things you've always pined for,
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, Baby,
Diamond bracelets Woolworth's
doesn't sell, Baby,
Till that lucky day,
you know darned well, Baby,
I can't give you anything but love.

Soft karaoke
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I Can't Give You Anything But Love 1928
Music by Jimmy McHugh
Lyrics by Dorothy Fields
© MCMXXVIII by Jack Mills, New York.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 09 June 2005 at 22.32
in association with Doug Grierson
with special love to him and his family at this time.
Doug's Mother died today after a short illness. RIP
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JP-P