I Got Rhythm, I Got Music, I

I Got Rhythm, I Got Music, I Got My Man- Who Could Ask For Anything More?

I'm Bidin' My Time, 'cause That's The Kinda Guy I'm.

Deep, Unspeakable Suffering May Well Be Called A Baptism, A Regeneration, The Initiation Into A New State.

But The Age Of Miracles Hadn't Passed.

If You'll Promise Not To Cry, Baby, I Will Kiss You By-and-by—maybe! Though You're Six Feet Three, You Will Always Be Nothing But A Baby, Dear, To Me.