Nol Coward — Im So Weary of It All

(Verse) People that I sing to Bring a breath of spring to Envy me my gay career No one in the city Has much time for pity Nobody can be sincere Thousands cheer me and applaud me Everyone stares If they've wounded me and bored me Nobody cares Women at the table Loosening their sables Look at me with cruel eyes Then a little something in me dies and cries (Chorus) Weary of it all This getting and spending This futile unending Refrain It's driving me insane I'm so weary of it all Other voices call The cattle at twilight The birds in the skylight Of dawn Yet here am I forlorn And so weary of it all I miss the wild wood I wandered through in childhood With a heart as light as air What would I give once again to be there With my old, deaf mother Night begins to fall By memory tortured I dream of an orchard In spring The songs I used to sing Now I have to swing I'm so weary of it all (Patter) Wake up in the morning 'Round about noon A little lunch on a tray Shopping without stopping Till my senses swoon Or else some dreary matinee Home at five More dead than alive Another day nearly gone Cocktails to mix My face and hair to fix The weary round goes on Eight or nine I have to go and dine With this or that rich man about town Caviar and grouse In an overheated house God, how it gets me down Home I go defeated and depressed again Only time for just one hour of rest again Bright lights White lights Waiters leering Faces sneering Laughing, chaffing Shouting, cheering (Chorus) Weary of it all This getting and spending This futile unending Refrain It's driving me insane I'm so weary of it all Other voices call The cattle at twilight The birds in the skylight Of dawn Yet here am I forlorn And so weary of it all I miss the wild wood I wandered through in childhood With a heart as light as air What would I give once again to be there With my old, deaf mother Night begins to fall By memory tortured I dream of an orchard In spring The songs I used to sing Now I have to swing I'm so weary of it all Weary of it all This giving and giving This life that I'm living In hell With broken dreams to sell Just an empty shell Weary, weary, weary of it all