Classic Poem

BUT I Think Y OU'RE W ONDERFUL! )

Harry Ruskin , 1929

  VERSE 1 HE :

When I play roulette,
When I place a bet,
I have been a loser all my life.
Like a two-year-old
I pick 'em bad, I'm told,
Still I think I'd find in you the perfect wife.

  REFRAIN 1

I may be wrong, but—
I think you're wonderful!
I may be wrong, but—
I think you're swell!
I like your style, say—
I think it's marvelous.
I'm always wrong, so
How can I tell?
All of my shirts are unsightly,
All of my ties are a crime.
If, dear, in you I've picked rightly,
It's the very first time.
You came along, say—
I think you're wonderful!
I think you're grand, but—
I may be wrong.

  VERSE 2 SHE :

Though your lot is sad,
I am just as bad.
Mine is really quite a hopeless case.
Oculists advise
Glasses for my eyes,
Without them I can't even see your face.

  REFRAIN 2

I may be wrong, but—
I think you're wonderful!
I may be wrong, but—
I think you're swell!
I like your style, say—
I think it's marvelous.
But I can't see, so
How can I tell?
Deuces to me are all aces,
Life is to me just a bore,
Faces are all open spaces,
You might be John Barrymore.
You came along, say—
I think you're wonderful!
I think you're grand, but—
I may be wrong.