Poor Sad Baby

Goodbye, I'm bound away on the morning plane

I'll fly around the world, then I'll fly around again

And when I've been from Egypt, to the snows of Nome

Poor, sad baby, that's when I'll be coming home



Rose gardens in the rain and castles in the snow

Post cards from distant places are poor company I know

But when old, gay Paree is just another town

Poor, sad baby, I'll come home and settle down



When I've felt the friendship of a thousand hands

When I'm drunk with the music from a thousand bands, a thousand bands

I'll dance the streets by moonlight and the fields by day

Perchance my jeans won't jingle but the memory coins will stay



I'll be a pauper queen, a poorhouse millionaire

Poor, sad baby, I'll bring you home a dream to share