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No. 18 - Act III Opening Chorus
| Chorus: | Fine the weather and fair the scene, Altogether there's seldom been Prospect quite so full of delight For lads and lasses gay. Jacques is airing his Sunday hose, Jeanne is wearing her best sabots, All intend to merrily spend A happy holiday. On ev'ry sort of innocent sport We rustic folk are keen, And there's a chance of having a dance Upon the village green. Of cider rare and jolly good fare we soon shall be partaking, Oh, we agree Le Grand Marquis Was thoughtful as a man could be, To thus ordain through his domain This festive merry making! Fine the weather and fair the scene, Altogether there's seldom been Prospect quite so full of delight For lads and lasses gay. Jacques is airing his Sunday hose, Jeanne is wearing her best sabots, All intend to merrily spend A happy holiday, A happy holiday, A happy holiday. |
No. 18a - Reprise for Exit of Chorus
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Page modified 7 January 2017