And what costume shall the poor girl wear

to all tomorrows parties?

A hand-me-down dress from who knows where

to all tomorrows parties.



And where will she go and what shall she do

when midnight comes around?

She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown

and cry behind the door.



And what costume shall the poor girl wear

to all tomorrows parties?

Why silks and linens of yesterdays gowns

to all tomorrows parties?



And what will she do with Thursday's rags

when Monday comes around?

She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown

and cry behind the door.



And what costume shall the poor girl wear

to all tomorrows parties?

For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown

for whom no will go mourning.



A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown

of rags and silks, a costume.

Fits for one who sits and cries,

for all tomorrows parties.