Lyrics I Can't Give You Anything But Love (Live, 1958/Rome) - Ella Fitzgerald

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
To something worst
Who knows someday i will win too
I'll begin to reach my pride
Now that i see what our end is
All 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 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.