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Someday he'll come alongThe man I loveAnd he'll be big and strongThe man I loveAnd when he comes my wayI'll do my best to make him stayHe'll look at me and smileI'll understandThen in a little whileHe'll take my handAnd though it seems absurdI know we both won't say a wordMaybe I shall meet him SundayMaybe Monday, maybe notStill I'm sure to meet him one dayMaybe Tuesday will be my good news dayHe'll build a little homeThat's meant for twoFrom which I'll never roamWho would, would youAnd so all else aboveI'm dreaming of the man I love From Letras Mania