The Bells

And the actresses relate To the actor who comes home late After the plays have gone down And the crowds have scattered around Though the city lights and the streets No ticket could be beat For the beautiful show of shows Ah, broadway only knows The great white milky way It had something to say When he fell down on his knees After soaring through the air With nothing to hold him there It was really not so cute To play without a parachute As he stood upon the ledge Looking out, he thought he saw a brook And he hollered, look, there are the bells And he sang out, here come the bells Here come the bells, here come the bells Here come the bells Here come the bells Here come the bells Here come the bells Here come the bells