Fiddler on the Roof movie - Tevye's Monologue lyrics

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Tevye: They gave each other a pledge. Unheard of, absurd.<br>

You gave each other a pledge? <br>

Unthinkable. Where do you think you are? <br>

In Moscow? In Paris? Where do think they are? America? <br>

And what do you think you're doing?<br>

You stitcher, you nothing! Who do think you are? King Solomon? <br>

This isn't the way it's done, not here, not now. <br>

Some things I will not, I cannot, allow. <br>

Tradtion-Marriages must be arranged by the papa. This should never changed. <br>

One little time you pull out a prop, and where does it stop? Where does it stop?<br>

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Where does it stop? <br>

Do I still have something to say about my daughter, <br>

or dosen't anybody have to ask the father any more?<br>

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Motel: <br>

I have wanted to ask you for some time, <br>

Reb Tevye, but first I wanted to save up for my own sewing machine.<br>

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Tevey: <br>

Stop talking nonsense. You're just a poor tailor.<br>

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Motel: <br>

That's true, Reb Tevey, but even a poor tailor is entitled to some happiness. <br>

I promise you, Reb Tevey, your daughter will not starve.<br>

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Tevey: <br>

He's beginning to talk like a man. <br>

But what kind of match would that be, with a poor tailor? <br>

On the other hand, he's an honest, hard worker. <br>

On the other hand, he has absolutely nothing. On the other hand,<br>

Things could never get worse for him, they coulud only get better. <br>

They gave each other a pledge-unheard of, absurd. <br>

They gave each other a pledge-unthinkable. <br>

But look at my daughter's face-she loves him, <br>

She wants him-and look at my daughters eyes, so hopeful.<br>

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Tradition!<br>

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Well, children, when shall we make the wedding?<br>

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Tzeitel: Thank you, Papa.<br>

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Motel: Thank you, Papa.<br>

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Tevey: Thank you, Papa! Golde! What do I do about Golde? Help!<br>

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