It's a sad day for all who came to see
The tumbling of Marguerite
We were fine until the singer died

We were fine until the singer died

She hit a high C and the house was being brought down

When a heel caught the bottom of her gown
We were fine until the singer died
We were fine until the singer died


GEORGE:


Marguerite I miss you
But I feel no pain
You knew me well

I'm like a bell
You gotta ring to get my heart to rain


But I remember how it used to be
The carnival, the wishing well
The lonely nights when you would say to me:


Hold on George
You're going to be a singer

Hold on George
The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer


It's the end of industry
for men like me
The vaccination of the nation

Has shut the gate and thrown away the key

Nobody cares about a grimacing man

I've loved and lost at such a cost
I wish I had my Marguerite again:


Hold on George
You're going to be a singer
Hold on George

The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer

Hold on George

You're going to be a singer
Hold on George
The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer