I Can't Give You Anything but Love - From the Broadway Revue, "Blackbirds of 1928"

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
And 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 have plenty of
Baby, dream a while
Scheme a while
We're sure to find happiness
And I guess all those things we've always pined for

Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell
Baby, with diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell
Baby, till that lucky day
You know darn 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, be more wild, scheme a while, babe
You're sure to find ba, bi, little la, ba, dal happiness
And I guess all those things that you know I'm fighting for

Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, well, well, well
Baby, but you know
Diamond bracelets, Woolworth doesn't sell, baby, babi
Till that lucky day, you know darn well, baby I can give
I can't give you anything but
Good, good, good, good
Good, good, good, good