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No. 21 - Song - Rivers and Chorus - "Poor Pierrot."
MIDI File
| Rivers: | Mesdames, messieurs, je suis Pierrot! (I'm nothing of the sort, you know; But "Pagliacci's" all the rage, And Pierrot's dress suits middle age. I bought it from a swell costoomier, Who said he'd really nothing roomier) And so I sing a tale of woe, Et pourquoi? Moi, je suis Pierrot! They've torn me away from my gal, gal, gal, In her muslin and gauzy fal-lal-lal-lal, My Columbine sweet, while I dance in the street On the day of the gay Carnival, val, val! |
| Chorus: | On the day of the gay Carnival, They've torn him away from his gal, gal, gal, In her muslin and gauzy fal-lal-lal-lal, His Columbine sweet, while he sings in the street On the day of the gay Carnival, val, val! |
| Rivers: | The stories told of poor Pierrot Are such as cause the tear to flow-- They paint his love for Columbine, (A graceful girl of twelve stone nine.) They show the pains that rack his cranium, When she wears Harlequin's geranium! (The thing's absurd! He knows her age, And what she looks like off the stage!) He's probably sick of his gal, gal, gal, In that muslin and gauzy fal-lal-lal-lal, His Columbine bad, and he's only too glad Of a day at the gay Carnival, val, val! |
| Chorus: | Of a day at the gay Carnival, He's probably sick of his gal, gal, gal, In her muslin and gauzy fal-lal-lal-lal, His Columbine bad, and he's only too glad Of a day at the gay Carnival, val, val! |
| Rivers: | Beneath her window sits Pierrot, Locked out and starving in the snow! (All nonsense! if he's lost his keys He has his meals at A. B. C's.) His woes are often told in ballet, an' At Covent Garden in Italian; He's parodied at Music Halls, And reigns supreme at Fancy Balls. Pierrot, il adore toutes les gals, gals, gals! Sa Jeanne, son Elise, et sa Sal, Sal, Sal! Il aime dans un way entiérement Français Sur le jour choisé pour Carnival, val, val! |
| Chorus: | Sur le jour choisé pour Carnival, Pierrot, il adore toutes les gals, gals, gals! (Sa Jeanne, son Elise, et sa Sal, Sal, Sal!) Il aime dans un way entiérement Français Sur le jour choisé pour Carnival, val, val! |
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Page modified 4 December 2016