| Life is very rough and tumble for a humble siseuse;
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| One can betray one’s troubles never, whatever occurs!
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| Night after night
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| Have to be bright
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| Whether you’re well or ill;
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| The people have to laugh their fill
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| You mustn’t sleep till dawn comes creeping
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| Though I never really grumble
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| Life’s a jumble indeed!
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| And in my efforts to succeed
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| I’ve had to formulate a creed
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| I believe in doing what I can
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| In crying when I must
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| And laughing when I choose
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| Heigh ho!
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| If love were all I should be lonely!
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| I believe the more you love a man
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| The more you give your trust
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| The more you’re bound to lose;
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| Although, when shadows fall I think if only
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| Somebody splendid really needed me
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| Somebody affectionate and dear
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| Cares would be ended
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| If I knew that he wanted to have me near
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| But I believe that, since my life began
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| The most I’ve had is just a talent to amuse
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| Heigh ho!
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| If love were all!
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| I believe the more you love a man
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| The more you give your trust
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| The more you’re bound to lose;
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| Although, when shadows fall I think, I think if only
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| Somebody splendid really needed me
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| Somebody affectionate and dear
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| Cares would be ended
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| If I knew that he wanted to have me near
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| But, ah-ha, I believe that, since my life began
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| The most I’ve had is just a talent to amuse
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| Heigh ho!
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| If love were all! |