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The Whiffenpoof Song
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This recording you're listening to is by Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians with Bing Crosby, recorded June 5, 1947;
Use by permission of the
Fred Waring's America Collection at the Penn State University Patee Library; Peter Kiefer, Coordinator.

 

To the tables down at Morey'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 . . .

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.

 


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