Song lyrics to I’m Feelin’ Like a Million (1937) Music by Nacio Herb Brown, Lyrics by Arthur Freed, performed in Broadway Melody of 1938, performed by George Murphy and Eleanor Powell.
Though I’m flat, though I’m broke,
Though I’m bent, I’m contented to never sigh,
As time goes by.
You know, there’s a gleam in my eye,
And inside of my heart I’m a lucky girl,
There’s a reason why;
I’m feeling like a million,
Though I haven’t got a dollar, a shilling or a sou,
Still I’m feeling like a million,
And I want to get this over to you;
That I’m feeling like a million,
Though I haven’t got a villa, a cottage or a bed
Still I’m walking like a million,
With my hat on the side of my head.
What’s this thing that I’ve found
Through the days that I’ve clowned?
Is it you that’s around?
I get a crazy feeling
I could jump up to the ceiling!
‘Cause I’m feeling like a million,
Though I couldn’t buy a stocking, a handbag or a glove
Still I’m feeling like a million,
Is it you, is it me, is it love?
Ohh!
I’m feeling like a million,
Though I haven’t got a guinea, a lira or a sou,
Still I’m feeling like a million,
And I want to get this over to you;
That I’m feeling like a million,
Though I haven’t got a mansion, a trailer or a fence
Still I’m walking like a million,
With my hat on the side of my head.
What’s this thing that I’ve found
Through the days that I’ve clowned?
Is it you that’s around?
I get a crazy feeling
I could jump up to the ceiling!
‘Cause I’m feeling like a million,
Though I couldn’t buy a stable, a diamond or a glove
Still I’m feeling like a million,
Is it you, ooh?
Is it me, ooh?
Is it love?