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The dance hall is silent and empty
The banjos don't play anymore The music is only a mem'ry And the dancin' is dust, on the floor Wildflowers cover the ground now And the timbers are streakin' with grey The Palace is tumblin' down now And the dancers have all gone away Once there was singing And once there was song And once there was silver, and gold The tombstones are weathered and broken But the last signs of life are still here The labors of love love have been stolen And the gold was the last souvenir Once there was laughter And once there was life And once there was silver, and gold The dance hall is silent and empty The banjos don't play anymore... |
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