To My Star

[Verse 1]
Her voice is husky when she sings
Her throat is tired heavy breathing
From a body that's seen much better times

[Verse 2]
She drinks a million gins a day
To help her thoughts go tumbling backward
To a time when some young man always paid

[Refrain]
And it's sad to see that Creole Queen who's dying
A fallen star that I know to be our loss
Never thought I'd see the day when she'd be crying
And not to the sound of tumultuous applause

[Verse 3]
She sings for cabarets in bars
And people come, they sit and chatter
You call this, paying homage to my star

[Verse 4]
Buy her one drink before you go
And she may talk to you of burlesque
And of vaudeville of Ziegfield and his shows

[Refrain]
Oh but it's sad to see that Creole Queen who's dying
A fallen star I know to be our loss
But I never thought I'd see the day when she'd be crying
And not, to the sound of tumultuous, sound of tumultuous, applause