Charade
Johnny Hartman Lyrics


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When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names
Guessing the parts we played

Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade

Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
That music box played on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will




Best on the bill
Charade

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Charade, as sung by Johnny Hartman, narrates a tale love, deceit and loss. The song begins with the description of a game - a charade or a game where the players try and guess the names of the parts they or the opposing team members are playing. The lyrics suggest that the two individual playing the game were initially playing it just for fun but eventually, their act turned out to be so good that they made it to the top of the bill, becoming the best act until love left the masquerade.


However, the fate of the two individuals in question seemed to have taken a turn for the worse, as the song progresses. It is revealed that during the game, something had tried pulling their strings, probably fate or circumstances. In the end, one of the players turns to find the other gone, leaving him to the song of his heart's composing or a sad little serenade. This song will forever remind him of the lover that he lost, the lover with whom he was once the best on the bill, before their love left the masquerade.


Line by Line Meaning

When we played our charade
When we pretended to be someone else


We were like children posing
We were innocent and naive about what we were doing


Playing at games, acting out names
We were playing characters and pretending to be someone else


Guessing the parts we played
We were trying to figure out who the other person was pretending to be


Oh what a hit we made
We were successful in fooling each other


We came on next to closing
We were near the end of our charade game


Best on the bill, lovers until
We were the best at pretending and we acted like we were in love


Love left the masquerade
Our game ended when we stopped pretending to be in love


Fate seemed to pull the strings
It seemed like we were meant to play this game


I turned and you were gone
One of us decided to stop playing the game


While from the darkened wings
While we were hidden from view


That music box played on
The game continued even though we stopped playing


Sad little serenade
A sad song playing in the background


Song of my heart's composing
A song that represents how I feel


I hear it still, I always will
I can still feel the sadness of the memory


Best on the bill
We were the best at pretending


Charade
Our game of pretending to be someone else




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: WILLIAM STUART ADAMSON, RICHARD JOBSON

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