To the tables down at Mory’s
To the place where Louie dwells
To the dear old Temple bar we love so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing casts it’s spell
To the place where Louie dwells
To the dear old Temple bar we love so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing casts it’s spell
Yes, the magic of their singing of the songs we love so well
“Shall I Wasting” and “Mavourneen” and the rest
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last
Then we’ll pass and be forgotten with the rest
“Shall I Wasting” and “Mavourneen” and the rest
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last
Then we’ll pass and be forgotten with the rest
We’re poor little lambs who have lost our way
Baa, baa, baa
We’re little black sheep who have gone astray
Baa, baa, baa
Baa, baa, baa
We’re little black sheep who have gone astray
Baa, baa, baa
Gentleman songsters off on a spree
Doomed from here to eternity
Lord have mercy on such as we
Baa, baa, baa
Doomed from here to eternity
Lord have mercy on such as we
Baa, baa, baa
WHIFFENPOOFSONG 1909 |
TO THE TABLES DOWN AT MORY’S,
TO THE PLACE WHERE LOUIE DWELLS,
TO THE DEAR OLD TEMPLE BAR
WE LOVE SO WELL.
SING THE WHIFFENPOOFS ASSEMBLED,
WITH THEIR GLASSES RAISED ON HIGH,
AND THE MAGIC OF THEIR SINGING
CASTS ITS SPELL.
YES, THE MAGIC OF THEIR SINGING
OF THE SONGS WE LOVE SO WELL:
“SHALL I WASTING” AND “MAVOURNEEN”
AND THE REST.
WE WILL SERENADE OUR LOUIE
WHILE LIFE AND VOICE SHALL LAST.
THEN WE’LL PASS AND BE FORGOTTEN
WITH THE REST.
WE’RE POOR LITTLE LAMBS
WHO HAVE LOST OUR WAY,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
WE’RE LITTLE BLACK SHEEP
WHO HAVE GONE ASTRAY,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
GENTLEMEN SONGSTERS
OFF ON A SPREE,
DOOMED FROM HERE TO ETERNITY.
LORD HAVE MERCY ON SUCH AS WE,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
TO THE TABLES DOWN AT MORY’S,
TO THE PLACE WHERE LOUIE DWELLS,
TO THE DEAR OLD TEMPLE BAR
WE LOVE SO WELL.
SING THE WHIFFENPOOFS ASSEMBLED,
WITH THEIR GLASSES RAISED ON HIGH,
AND THE MAGIC OF THEIR SINGING
CASTS ITS SPELL.
YES, THE MAGIC OF THEIR SINGING
OF THE SONGS WE LOVE SO WELL:
“SHALL I WASTING” AND “MAVOURNEEN”
AND THE REST.
WE WILL SERENADE OUR LOUIE
WHILE LIFE AND VOICE SHALL LAST.
THEN WE’LL PASS AND BE FORGOTTEN
WITH THE REST.
WE’RE POOR LITTLE LAMBS
WHO HAVE LOST OUR WAY,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
WE’RE LITTLE BLACK SHEEP
WHO HAVE GONE ASTRAY,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
GENTLEMEN SONGSTERS
OFF ON A SPREE,
DOOMED FROM HERE TO ETERNITY.
LORD HAVE MERCY ON SUCH AS WE,
BAA, BAA, BAA.
