A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
  tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing.
  Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground,
  all I leave behind me is only what I found.
    If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play,
  stranger ones have come by here before they flew away.
  I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny,
  I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die.
    Take up your china doll, take up your china doll,
  it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall.
  La-la-la-la-la-la-la.