Please please play my music for me, I'm not sure of the words yet; Huh, I'm not sure of anything! Life is very rough and tumble for a humble siseuse; One can betray one's troubles never, whatever occurs! Night after night, Have to be bright, Whether you're well or ill; The people have to laugh their fill, You mustn't sleep till dawn comes creeping. Though I never really grumble, Life's a jumble indeed! And in my efforts to succeed I've had to formulate a creed. I believe in doing what I can, In crying when I must And laughing when I choose. Heigh ho! If love were all I should be lonely! I believe the more you love a man, The more you give your trust, The more you're bound to lose; Although, when shadows fall I think if only Somebody splendid really needed me, Somebody affectionate and dear, Cares would be ended If I knew that he wanted to have me near. But I believe that, since my life began, The most I've had is just a talent to amuse, Heigh ho! If love were all! I believe the more you love a man, The more you give your trust, The more you're bound to lose; Although, when shadows fall I think, I think if only Somebody splendid really needed me, Somebody affectionate and dear, Cares would be ended If I knew that he wanted to have me near. But, ah-ha, I believe that, since my life began, The most I've had is just a talent to amuse, Heigh ho! If love were all!