Luyện nghe bài hát The Vaudevillian

You the stage, you're at your best
They've hushed the at your behest
You start your act, you your songs
The house is packed, they sing
You seem, say, so very gay
The vaudevillian, one in a

The girls you've loved, the you've known
The you lost, that old trombone
And now the lines that your face
Are wet with tears and hot with
You know lines, but God knows what they are
The vaudevillian, one in a

out of date, they've changed the styles
They love to hate, they hate to
start to stamp, they start to boo
You're old man, they don't know who
lost your shape, you've lost your "you"
The vaudevillian, one in a

A now appears, it's very strange
put it here up on the stage
They push you in, the trim is
It's very grim, away rushed
And some lament while disinfect
The

And now you a little nap
And when you wake the stars are
And God is dead and there's this
And you're not feeling very
It seems you're dead, oh hell!
The vaudevillian, one in a