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Overture
No. 1 - Opening Chorus and Solo
| Chorus: | Oh, lucky the bride who happens to wed When roses white and roses red Are ev'rywhere unfolding; For now is the pride and sweet o' the year, While joyous pageant, far and near, All nature has been holding. |
| Men: | In meadow and lane and leafy dell The spring has done its duty. |
| Ladies: | So merrily May has bid farewell And Mistress June has come to dwell |
| All: | In rare and radiant beauty, In rare and radiant beauty, In rare and radiant beauty. [Girl:] High in the sky a lark is singing, Over the clover hum the bees, Soft up aloft, sweet fragrance bringing, Whispers a wand'ring breeze. |
| Chorus: | All of the world seems well in tune Under the spell of leafy June. |
| Girl: | Gay on its way the streamlet passes, Glancing and dancing all along, Near by the mere, the waving grasses Sway to its lilting song. |
| Chorus: | Love's in the air, and life's a boon Now in the month of joyous June. Oh, brides there are who'll tarry And foolishly delay To fix their wedding day Till winter's on its way. 'Twere better far to marry While summer sends its posies, And spend in June a honeymoon Of love among the roses. Oh, lucky the bride who happens to wed When roses white and roses red Are ev'rywhere unfolding; For now is the pride and sweet o' the year, While joyous pageant, far and near, All nature has been holding, All nature has been holding. For now is the pride and sweet o' the year, While joyous pageant, far and near, All nature has been holding. |
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Page modified 6 January 2017