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The ballroom was filled with fashions throng.

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.

Chorus:

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.

2. I stood in a churchyard just at eve',

    when sunset adorned the west
    and looked at the people who'd come      to grieve,
    for loved ones now laid at rest.
    A tall marble monument marked the          grave,
    of one who'd been fashions queen.
    And I thought she is happier here at          rest,
    than to have people say when seen.

    Chorus:

    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.

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