I Can’t Give You Anything But Love, Baby (1928)
Peter Forêt’s Parlour Songs

Performance by Peter Forêt (guitar and vocal)
Listen to I Can’t Give You Anything But Love, Baby
Recorded, mixed and mastered at studioNINE
music by Jimmy McHugh, lyrics by Dorothy Fields
Gee, but it’s tough to be broke, kid
It’s not a joke, kid, it’s a cure
My life is changing, it’s gotten from simply rotten
To something worse
Who knows, one day I will win too
I’ll begin to reach my prime
Now that I know what our end is, all I 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 awhile, you’re sure to find
Happiness, and, I guess, all the things you’ve always pined for
Gee, I’d like to see you doing swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworth’s doesn’t sell, baby
“til that lucky day you know darn well, baby
I can’t give you anything but love
