I Can't Give You Anything but Love - Annette Hanshaw

Gee, but it’s tough to be broke here

It’s not a joke here, it’s a curse

My luck is changing, it has 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 send is just my time

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 planned for

Gee I’d like to see you looking swell, baby

Diamond bracelets Woolworths doesn’t sell, baby

'Till that lucky day, you know darn well, baby

I can’t give you anything but love

Baby, baby

I can’t give you any little thing 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 planned for

Gee I’d like to see you looking swell, baby

Diamond bracelets Woolworths doesn’t sell, baby

'Till that lucky day, you know darn well, baby

I can’t give you anything but love