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No. 7 - Opening Act II
| Male Chorus: | We're here to guard the royal crowd, We're regular comic op'ra soldiers. A singing, dancing loyal crowd, We're regular comic op'ra soldiers. We know nothing a soldier knows, We're only dressed in soldier clothes, We're only paid to please and pose, We're on our toes to fight the foes That try to fight the royal crowd. We're regular comic op'ra soldiers. |
| Ladies: | The ladies of the court, The very noble sort, You know the sort we mean, The fav'rites of the queen. Highly perfumed and decorated ladies, It is assumed that we are perfect ladies. The fine and fancy dames, With titles to their names; Into the royal ear they whisper all they hear. Ladies, perfect ladies; And if anyone says they're not, We'll have them shot upon the spot, Because they're ladies of the Court! |
| Pages: | The pages, the pages, We earn our royal wages, We follow on, we follow on, Wherever they go, we follow on. We don't know why, but a royal guy Won't move unless we follow on. Bow, bow, we bow away, like an actor in a play; No joke, back's broke from the bows we took today. The pages, the pages, been bowing now for ages. Kow-tow, bow, bow, the pages earn their pay. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Royal Vagabond
Page modified 19 May 2017