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