A Bird in a Gilded Cage

"A Bird in a Gilded Cage," sung by Harry

Anthony on a

Sun Record.

The ballroom was filled with

passion strong. It shone with a

thousand lights.

And there was a woman who

passed along, the

fairest of all the sights.

A girl to her lover then

softly sighed, "There's riches at

her command." "But

she married for wealth, not for

love," he cried.

"Though she lives in a

mansion

grand, she's

only a bird in a

gilded cage, a

beautiful sight to see.

You may think she's happy and

free from care. She's not,

though she seems to be.

'Tis sad when you

think of her wasted life,

for youth cannot mate with

age. And her

beauty was sold

for an old man's

gold. She's a

bird in a

gilded cage."