Vauderville Man

Papa used to tell me as a little child
 The only reason we're here is to make 'em smile
 Your heart may break and your world may fall
 But when you stand up there you stand ten feet tall
 So following in my father's shoes
 I learned to sing and dance and to play the blues
 I'll tell you now if you don't understand
 That I'm the livin' daughter of a Vaudeville man
 The trains ran east and the roads ran west
 And I knew every one of them
 My face was dirty but my ribbons were pressed
 They were crazy days but to have them back again
 One hand glued to the radio
 One hand practicing the piano
 One foot tapping out the dancing tune
 One sole trying just to make a dime
 And it's hand to mouth and it's mouth to hand
 Say I'm the living daugher of a Vaudeville man
 Say I'm the living daugher of a Vaudeville man