Miriam Makeba, Charles Colman - One More Dance Lyrics

Darling, go home
Your husband is ill
Is he ill?
Let them give him a pill
Oh, come my dear Franz
Just one more dance
Then I'll go home to my poor old man
Then I'll/she'll go home to my/her poor old man

Darling, go home
Your husband is worse
Is he worse?
Well, I am no nurse
Oh, come my dear Franz
Just one more dance
Then I'll go home to my poor old man
Then I'll/she'll go home to my/her poor old man

Darling, go home
Your husband is dead
Is he dead?
There's no more to be said
Oh, come my dear Franz
Just one more dance
Then I'll go home to my poor old man
Then I'll/she'll go home to my/her poor old man

Darling, go home
The will's to be read
What's that you said?
I said the will's to be read
Oh, no, no, my dear Franz
This is no time to dance
I must go weep for my poor old man
I/she must go weep for my/her poor old man