He'd sing his song most ev'ry night

Wishing she was there behind the light

The people danced and sang along

On the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong

And the piper played the tune

And the drummer wore his spurs

But the song that the singer sang was for her



Now the singer's song is never heard

And the visions he once saw are disappeared

Now they never dance or sing along

But on the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong

And the piper played the tune

And the drummer wore his spurs

But the song that the singer sang was for her



(break)



Ah..........