Florrie Forde - A bird in a gilded cage

^EShe's only a bird In a ^Agilded ^F#mcage, A ^Bbeautiful ^B7sight to ^Esee, You may ^Athink she's ^F#7happy And ^Bfree from ^C#mcare, She's ^F#7not Tho' she seems to ^B7be, ^B 'T^Eis sad when you think Of her wa^F#msted life, For ^B7youth cannot mate with a^Ege, And her ^Abeauty was ^F#sold For an ^Bold man's ^Egold, She's a ^F#7bird in a ^Bgil^B7ded c^Eage.

^EThe ballroom was filled with ^Afashion's throng, ^B7It shone with a thousand ^Elights; ^{B A}And there was a woman who ^Epassed alon^C#mg, The ^F#7fairest of all the s^B7ights. ^{B E}A girl to her lover then ^Amsoftly ^F#msighed, "There'^B7s riches at her ^G#command." "But she ^F#married for ^A#mwealth, not for ^Elove," he cried! "Though she l^F#7ives in a mansion ^B7grand ^B

^EShe's only a bird In a ^Agilded ^F#mcage, A ^Bbeautiful ^B7sight to ^Esee, You may ^Athink she's ^F#7happy And ^Bfree from ^C#mcare, She's ^F#7not Tho' she seems to ^B7be, ^B 'T^Eis sad when you think Of her wa^F#msted life, For ^B7youth cannot mate with a^Ege, And her ^Abeauty was ^F#sold For an ^Eold man's gold, She's a ^F#bird in a ^Bgilded ^Ecage. ^{A Am E}