My Man (Mon Homme) by Billie Holiday
It cost me a lot but there's one thing that I've got
It's my man, it's my man
Cold or wet, tired you bet
All of this I'll soon forget with my man
He's not much on looks, he's no hero out of books
But I love him, yes, I love him
Two or three girls has he that he likes as well as me
But I love him, I don't know why I should
He isn't true, he beats me too, what can I do?
Oh, my man, I love him so, he'll never know
All my life is just a spare but I don't care
When he takes me in his arms the world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say, "I'll go away"
When I know I'll come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is, I'm his forevermore