Life
is very rough and tumble
For a humble deserves
One can betray one's troubles
Never, whatever oc curs
Night after night, have to look bright
Whether you're well or ill
People must laugh their fill
You mustn't sleep till
dawn comes creeping.
Though I never really grumble,
life's a jumble in bed,
And in my efforts to succeed,
I've had to formulate a creed.
I believe in doing what I can,
In crying when I must,
In nothing will I choose.
Hey -ho!
If love were all, I should be lonely.
I believe the more you love a man,
The more you give your trust,
The more you're bound to lose.
Although, when shadows fall,
I think if only
Somebody splendid really needed me,
Someone af fectionate and dear.
Cares would be ended
if I knew that he
wanted to have me near.
But I believe that since my life began,
the most I've had is just
a talent to amuse.
E o, if love were all!
I think if only
somebody splendid really needed me,
Someone af fectionate and dear.
Cares would be ended if
I knew that he
Wanted to have me near.
But I believe that since my life began,
The most I've had is just a
talent to amuse
My home, in love alone.