I was in a bar called Paradise 
When the fiddler from the band 
Asked me "Why do you stand there crying?" 
I answered him: "Musician, this may come as a surprise 
I was trying to split the difference 
And it split before my eyes 
And my enemies have sweet voices 
Their tones are soft and kind 
When I hear my heart rejoices 
I do not seem to mind" 

I was playing Brag in Bedlam 
And the doctor would not deal 
Asking me: "Why do you kneel down there bleeding?" 
I answered him "Physician, 
I think you would have cried 
I was falling back on failure 
The failure stepped aside 
And my enemies have sweet voices 
Their tones are soft and kind 
When I hear my heart rejoices 
I do not seem to mind" 

I was blind side to the gutter 
And Merlin happened by 
Asking me "why do you lie down there bleeding?" 
I answered him "Magician, as a matter of a fact 
I was jumping to conclusions 
And one of them jumped back 
And my enemies have sweet voices 
Their tones are soft and kind 
When I hear my heart rejoices 
I do not seem to mind"