(Verse 1)
The ballroom was filled with fashion's throng
It shone with a thousand lights
And there was a woman who passed along
The fairest of all the sights
A girl to her lover then softly sighed
"There's riches at her command."
"But she married for wealth, not for love," he cried
"Though she lives in a mansion grand
(Chorus)
"She's only a bird in a gilded cage
A beautiful sight to see
You may think she's happy and free from care
She's not, though she seems to be
'Tis sad when you think of her wasted life
For youth cannot mate with age
And hеr beauty was sold
For an old man's gold
She's a bird in a gilded cagе."
(Verse 2)
I stood in a churchyard just at eve
When sunset adorned the west
And looked at the people who'd come to grieve
For loved ones now laid at rest
A tall marble monument marked the grave
Of one who'd been fashion's queen
And I thought, "She is happier here at rest
Than to have people say, when seen
(Chorus)
She's only a bird in a gilded cage
A beautiful sight to see
You may think she's happy and free from care
She's not, though she seems to be
'Tis sad when you think of her wasted life
For youth cannot mate with age
And her beauty was sold
For an old man's gold
She's a bird in a gilded cage
A Bird in a Gilded Cage was written by Arthur J. Lamb & Harry Von Tilzer.