| We sat a table in Lindy’s and I ordered up dinners for two |
| My guest was a grimy intruder who had ask me to buy him a stew |
| But some how I pitied the beggar so shabbly dressed and so old |
| And I ask him the cause of his trouble and this is the story he told. |
| I know what it means to be happy I once had a wife and some dough |
| We did a trapeze act together and we circled the globe with a show |
| But long years of dangerous acting had tired us of roaming around |
| And this was to be our last season we’d pack in and stay on the ground. |
| We’d pick out a home in the country and one or two kids would be swell |
| She lived for no one but her Larry and I lived for no one but Nell |
| We counted the days till the blow off and the final act now was at hand |
| We sat in our dressing room waiting and we listened they struck up the band. |
| We looked at each other in silence the last time for us to go on |
| We trotted out under the big top and she carried herself like a swan |
| I thought as she swung into action so graceful and spry as an elf |
| If God made a soul any sweeter he kept her up there for himself. |
| Now thousands of people applauded the regular routine was through |
| The singles and doubles were perfect now we just had the climax to do |
| I still can’t account for the crackup but God I can picture it yet |
| She made a bum leave on the triple and I missed her and she missed the net. |
| With Nell gone and nothin' to live for I let myself go to the bad |
| I’ve haggled in barrooms and hey joints and they took me for all that I had |
| At night I lay drunk in some hallway and dream about high bars and Nell |
| I see her white form coming at me I miss her and let out a yell. |
| With that the poor devil quit talking he shuddered and lowered his head |
| I shook him but he didn’t answer I summon for help he was dead |
| I looked at my watch I must hurry I’d almost forgotten my date |
| Right now I was due at the playhouse and opening night at eight. |
| Right now I was due at the playhouse and opening night there at eight |
| So I paid for his meal and departed I smiled for I knew very well |
| While I was first nighting on Broadway he too was first nighting with Nell… |