The Tale of Gilbert

[Verse] In the smokey jazz clubs of old There was a tale that was often told Of a man named Gilbert, with a heart of gold But he took a path no one foretold [Verse 2] Gilbert, oh Gilbert, forever young at heart He danced to a rhythm, he played his part But as the nights grew darker and the days did start He succumbed to a life of deceit and art [Chorus] Oh Gilbert, oh Gilbert, what have you become? A thief in the night, stealing from your own The pain in your soul, it cannot be undone Oh Gilbert, oh Gilbert, your sins are known