I hear you are singing a song of the past
I know that you know it may be the last
You'd gamble or give anything
To be in with the better half
But how many friends must I have
To begin with to make you laugh
Will you still have a song to sing
And take your fancy things away
Will you still be singing it
On that cold and windy day
You know that the coming is so close at hand
I guess only women in cages can stand
I guess only women in cages
You think no tomorrow will come
Will you still have a song to sing
And take your fancy things away
Will you still be singing it
On that cold and windy day