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No. 5 - Gavotte Quintette - "In London Town"
| Chorus: | It is trot, trot, trot on the turnpike road, All of a fresh spring morning, While the whip-lash swings and the post-horn sings, And the music gives all warning. It is trot, trot, trot on the turnpike road, All in the April weather, While whip and horn, on echoes borne, Sing a jolly duet together. Tang-ta-ta-ra. Crick-crack, crick-crack, Tang-ta-ra. Crick-crack, crick-crack, away. O list to the whip-lash ring, And hark to the post-horn sing, Their song we hear so gay and so clear, We trot away upon the turnpike road, away! We trot away upon the turnpike road, away! |
| Pamela: | From London town, from London town, We come in periwigs, patches and paint, |
| Lovelace & others: | On a coach and four To your rustic door, And we find you exceedingly queer and quaint. |
| Chorus: | And they find us exceedingly queer and quaint. |
| Pamela: | Of London town it's little you know, So we'll tell you the chief of our aims is |
| Principals: | To pose and prattle, Take tea and tittle-tattle In Piccadilly or St. James's. |
| Chorus: | In Piccadilly or St. James's. |
| Pamela: | In London town, in London town, With snuff-box, quizzing glass, fluttering fan, |
| Lovelace & others: | How we sneer and strut, And our old friends cut; All but those who are smartest are 'neath our ban. |
| Chorus: | All but those who are smartest are 'neath our ban. |
| Pamela: | Of London town it's little you know, Rustic you with your herds and your flocks all. |
| Principals: | We've such compassion For people out of fashion In Ranelagh and in Vauxhall. |
| Chorus: | In Ranelagh and in Vauxhall. |
| Pamela: | In London town, in London town, Polly mustn't venture in her home-spun gown, The Strephon of a village is a veritable clown When he ventures in society in London town. |
| Others: | In London town, |
| All: | In London town, Polly mustn't venture in her home-spun gown, The Strephon of a village is a veritable clown When he ventures in society in London town. |
| Pamela: | Thus we dance, in this style sedately, |
| Lovelace: | All the latest figures that have come from France. |
| All: | Thus we trip a gavotte sedately, |
| Pamela: | Dignified and stately, |
| Others: | Dignified and stately, |
| Chorus: | Thus they trip a gavotte sedately, |
| Pamela: | Statuesquely posing in a courtly dance. |
| Pamela, Lovelace & Doll: | |
| Hand to hand with languid air and smile. | |
| Toby & Sir Godfrey: | With languid smile. |
| Pamela & Lovelace: | Slowly, eyes meet eyes With ev'ry most infatuating wile, |
| Chorus: | Let us try to imitate them. |
| Pamela & Lovelace: | 'Tis a dance of witchery and guile. |
| Pamela: | And ah! Love has his fairest chance With partners in this stately dance. |
| Chorus: | Let us try this dance so stately. |
| Pamela, Lovelace & Doll: | |
| Dignified and stately, | |
| Toby & Sir Godfrey: | Dignified and stately, |
| Chorus: | Thus we trip a gavotte sedately, Like this, this style, |
| Toby & Sir Godfrey: | With curtsey low, |
| Chorus: | all smile, |
| Pamela, Lovelace & Doll: | |
| With curtsey low, We bow, |
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| Toby & Sir Godfrey: | We bow, |
| Pamela, Lovelace & Doll: | |
| Bow low, | |
| All: | Just so. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Highwayman
Page modified 11 December 2016