Lyric 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 mem ry coins will stay.
I ll be a pauper queen,
A poorhouse millionaire.
Poor sad baby, I ll
Bring you home a dream to share