If I should find myself in bleakness
I am the fool who dulls it all
Come and find me in the palace
Come and meet me down the hall
And I shall jest and sing and merry
Merry round the dining guests
Come and frolic through the evening
Once the king has gone to rest
Come and frolic till the morning
Has hung her glory up to dry
Till the wine’s gone out of favour
Till the sun has burnt the sky
I shall tiptoe to the wandering
To the wasted, to the weak
Jest! Jest and be merry
And never wonder what you seek
If I should find myself in bleakness
I am the fool that dulls these plays
I have known the verse, I’ve known the stories
I’ve seen the fervour in each face
Come and gambol till the evening
Has found my hour gone astray
Far from court and king and legend
Come and take this blues away