Classic Poem

There may be trouble ahead,
But while there's moonlight and music
And love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Before the fiddlers have fled,
Before they ask us to pay the bill,
And while we still have the chance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Soon we'll be without the moon,
Humming a diff'rent tune,
And then
There may be teardrops to shed.
So while there's moonlight and music
And love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance.