Perry Como - Whiffenpoof Song Lyrics
To the tables down at morey'sTo the place where louis dwellsTo the dear old temple bar we love so well . . .Sing the whiffenpoofs assembledWith their glasses raised on high,And the magic of their singing cast it's spell . . .Yes, the magic of their singing,Of the songs we love so well,Shall l wasting and mavourneen and the rest,We will serenade our louis! ( we will serenade our louis! )While life and voice shall last!Then we'll pass and be forgotten like the rest . . .We're poor little lambsWho have lost our wayBaa baa baa!We're little black sheepWho have gone astrayBaa baa baa!Gentlemen songsters off on a spree( doomed . . . ) doomed from here to eternity( lord . . . ) lord, have mercy on such as weBaa baa baa!