You take the lady...I'll take the lesson

I can't say that anyone's...Doin' me wrong

Cause I allways knew....That the girl had a weakness

For whistlers and jugglers....and singers of songs



Now she was a child...Back when I first met her

And the woman inside her...Was just bein' born

And I knew she'd come with me...Cause she had a fever

For whistlers and jugglers...and singers of songs.



And the whistler will whistle her...A song she can dance to

And jugglers will cheer her...When she starts to cry

The singer will sing her.....A bed of red roses]

Where she might let you....lie by her side



She'll laugh in the face...of the wealthy and famous

And you'll never lose her..To the handsome or strong

But all of your life son...Watch over your shoulder

For whistlers and jusgglers...and singers of songas..



Repeat the chorus..........