Please please play my music for me,

I'm not sure of the words yet;

Huh, I'm not sure of anything!

Life is very rough and tumble for a humble siseuse;

One can betray one's troubles never, whatever occurs!

Night after night,

Have to be bright,

Whether you're well or ill;

The people have to laugh their fill,

You mustn't sleep till dawn comes creeping.

Though I never really grumble,

Life's a jumble indeed!

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

And laughing when I choose.

Heigh 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,

Somebody affectionate 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,

Heigh ho!

If love were all!

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, I think if only

Somebody splendid really needed me,

Somebody affectionate and dear,

Cares would be ended

If I knew that he wanted to have me near.

But, ah-ha, I believe that, since my life began,

The most I've had is just a talent to amuse,

Heigh ho!

If love were all!