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No. 11 - Finale Act I
| Men: | What ho! |
| Girls: | What ho! |
| Men: | What ho! |
| Girls: | What ho! |
| Men: | What ho! |
| Girls: | What ho! |
| Men: | What ho! |
| Girls: | What ho! |
| All: | Lay hold upon this bold invader, Who dares the Sho-Gun to defy! This most amazing Yankee trader Our law has broken and must die! |
| Kee-Otori: | Our sacred customs have been set to naught By all of you, and now that you are caught, The luckless four as prisoners must wait Until the Sho-Gun shall decide your fate. |
| Moozoo-May: | The luckless four as prisoners must wait Until the Sho-Gun shall decide their fate, |
| Chorus: | The luckless four as prisoners must wait Until the Sho-Gun shall decide their fate. |
| Tee-To: | Courage, my own beloved. |
| Hunni-Bun: | Fear not, I'll still be true. Through weal and woe, the world shall know, My soul belongs to thee. |
| Ensemble: | Through weal and woe, Her soul belongs to thee. Her soul belongs to thee. Her soul belongs to thee, belongs to thee! She is, she is yours truly, And will be evermore, The meaning of those simple words she never knew before. Time cannot change her deep devotion. Steadfast her heart shall be. She is, she is yours truly, Her soul belongs to thee. |
| Spangle: | Since I am King of the chewing-gum trust, And a Jersey potentate, I hate to go, but if I must, I'll go in royal state. |
| Chorus: | Since he is king of the chewing-gum trust, And a Jersey potentate, He hates to go, but if he must, He'll go in royal state. |
| Spangle: | (spoken)The one ambition of my democratic soul is to be realized, I am going to see the inside of a palace, Hurrah! |
| Chorus: | Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! |
| Principals: | With Kee-Otori at their head, The soldiers of Kachoo Will guard those bold intriguers Led by Yankee Doodle Doo. Forbidden City walls must hide Each rogue until the time Our mighty Sho-Gun shall decide A penance for the crime. |
| All: | With Kee-Otori at their head, The soldiers of Kachoo Will guard those bold intriguers Led by Yankee Doodle Doo. Forbidden City walls must hide Each rogue until the time Our mighty Sho-Gun shall decide A penance for the crime. Shout the word and march away, Lock them up without delay. Naught of pity let us show To our strange and deadly foe. Shout the word and march away, Lock them up without delay. Swing in line and never hesitate, For he must lead them to their fate. Let us away, let's march away, Let us away, let's march away, Let's march away, let us march away Let us away. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Sho-Gun
Page modified 12 March 2017