You take the lady...I'll take the lesson I can't say that anyone's...Doin' me wrong Cause I allways knew....That the girl had a weakness For whistlers and jugglers....and singers of songs Now she was a child...Back when I first met her And the woman inside her...Was just bein' born And I knew she'd come with me...Cause she had a fever For whistlers and jugglers...and singers of songs. And the whistler will whistle her...A song she can dance to And jugglers will cheer her...When she starts to cry The singer will sing her.....A bed of red roses] Where she might let you....lie by her side She'll laugh in the face...of the wealthy and famous And you'll never lose her..To the handsome or strong But all of your life son...Watch over your shoulder For whistlers and jusgglers...and singers of songas.. Repeat the chorus..........