Текст Ella Fitzgerald – I Can’t Give You Anything But Love

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 roten

I can’t give you anything but love, baby.
That’s the only thing I’ve plenty of, baby.
Dream a while. Scheme a while.
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,
My little baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth’s doesn’t sell, baby.
till that lucky day you know darn well, baby.
I can’t give you anything but love.