What good is sitting alone in your room,

come, hear the music play!

Life is a caba ret, ole chum, come to the caba ret.

Put down that knittin', that book and the broom,

it's time for a hol iday.

Life is a caba ret, ole chum, so come to the caba ret.

Come taste the wine, come hear the band,

yes, it's time for celebratin'.

Right this way, your table's waitin'.

No use permittin' some prophet of doom

to wipe every smiles a way.

Life is a caba ret, ole chum, so come to the caba ret.

INSTRUMENTAL

Come taste the wine, come hear the band,

yes, it's time for celebratin'.

Right this way, your table's wai tin'.

No thought for admittin' the prince of doom,

yes, it is no longer stayin'.

Life is a caba ret, old chum, only a caba ret, old chum,

so come to the ca ba- ret.