Bob Crewe - The Whiffenpoof Song lyrics

rate me

To the tables down at Mory's

To the place where Louis 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 a 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 Louis

While life and voice shall last

Then we'll pass and be

Forgotten with the rest

We're poor little lambs

Who have lost, lost their way

Singing baa, singing baa

Singing baa

We're little, little black sheep

Who have gone, gone astray

Singing baa, baa, baa

Gentlemen songsters off on a spree

Doomed from here til eternity

Lord, have mercy on such, such as we

Baa, oh, baa, one more baa

We're poor little cats

Who lost, lost their way

Singing baa, baa, baa

We're little black sheep

Who have gone, gone astray

Yeah, singing baa, oh, one more baa

Gentlemen songsters off on a spree

You're doomed from here til eternity

Oh, Lord, have mercy

On such, such as we

Oh, baa, baa, baa, baa

Gentlemen songsters off on a spree

Yes, we're doomed

Doomed from here til eternity

Oh, Lord, you better have mercy

On such, such as me

Singing baa, baa, baa

Singing baa, baa, baa

Singing baa, oh, baa

Baa, baa, baa, baa<br />

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