I’ve looked in the windows at diamonds,
They’re beautiful, but they’re cold.
I’ve seen Broadway stars in fur coats
That cost a fortune, so I’m told

I guess I’d look nice in diamonds,
And sables might add to my charms,
But if someone I don’t care for should buy them,
I’d rather have two loving arms.

What good would the moon be
Unless the right one shared it’s beams
What good would dreams come true be
If love wasn’t in those dreams

And a primrose path,
What would be the fun
Of walking down a path like that
Without the right one

What good would the night be
Unless the right lips whisper low,
Kiss me oh darling kiss me,
While evening stars still glow

No it won’t be a primrose path for me,
No it won’t be diamonds and gold,
But maybe it will be
Someone who'll love me,
Someone who'll love just me
To have and to hold.