title: A Bird In A Gilded Cagesongwriter: Harry Von Tilzerkey: Generalharp type: Chromaticgenre: Cskill: Anyreleased: 1899A BIRD IN A GILDED CAGEBy: Arthur Lamb & Harry von TilzerShirley TempleKey: C6 -5 5 3 2The ball-room was filled5 -4 -3 -1with fash-ion’s throng,2 -2 3 -4 6 -5 3It shone with a thous-and lights;3 -3 3* -3 -5 5 -3 3 -3 -4And there was a wom-an who passed a-long,5 6 -5 5 -4 -3 -5The fair-est of all the sights.6 -5 5 3 2 3 5 -4 -3 -1A girl to her lov-er then soft-ly sighed,-1 2 -2 3 -4 -5 -5* 6“There’s rich-es at her com-mand.”6 6 -5 5* -5 -3“But she mar-ried for wealth,-4 5 3 5 6not for love,” he cried!3 3* -3 -4 5 -4 -3 -5“Though she lives in a man-sion grand.”cho3 6 -5* 6 5 -4 5 -5 -2 -3“She’s on-ly a bird in a gild-ed cage,-5 6 -5 -4 3 -5 5A beau-ti-ful sight to see.3 3* -3 -3 -5 5 -3 3 -3 -4You may think she’s hap-py and free from care,5 6 -5 5 -4 -3 -5She’s not, though she seems to be.3 6 -5* 6 5 -4 5 -5 -2 -3‘Tis sad when you think of her wast-ed life-5 6 -5 -4 3 -5 5For youth can-not mate with age;3 3* -3 3* -3 -5And her beau-ty was sold5 -3 3 5 6for an old man’s gold,3 3* -3 -4 5 6 -5 5She’s a bird in a gild-ed cage.”I stood in a churchyard just at eve,When sunset adorned the west;And looked at the peoplewho’d come to grieveFor loved ones now laid at rest.A tall marble monument marked the graveOf one who’d been fashion’s queen;And I thought, “She is happier here at rest,Than to have people say when seen: “