The Carmichaels

Mr Carmichael says that he loves his wife

I believe he does

Gives her everything that a man can give

But Mr Carmichael beggars himself on the altar

Of his love

And you can tell him that that's not the way to live

And oh how the wind has blown

The leaves from the linden tree

And oh when the night grows free

Why does Mrs Carmichael come to me?

Mrs Carmichael rises at ten, takes her time

Is at her ease

Drinking coffee in slippers and negligee

Opens the door and the milkman brings her dreams

There's no-one sees

Except the statue of Venus and she won't say

And oh how the wind has blown

The leaves from the linden tree

And oh when the night grows free

Why does Mrs Carmichael come to me?

Oh Mr Carmichael, captain and star of his office

Billiards team

Smiles to greet the applause as his ball goes in

Hurrying back, bringing his victory home but there's

No-one here

And supper waits on the table inside a tin

And oh how the linden leaves

Lie tossed as the night wind blows

And struck in his silent pose

Mr Carmichael weeps and there's no-one knows