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No. 20: Long Bow Song
Bobinet, Zerbinette, and Chorus
MIDI File 2'. 38"
| BOBINET: | Good William Tell was a mighty one, | |
| In the days of long ago; | ||
| CHORUS: | In the days of long ago; | |
| BOBINET: | He shot an apple off his son, | |
| At a thousand yards or so; | ||
| CHORUS: | At a thousand yards or so; | |
| BOBINET: | But since the self-same tale is told Of each and every bowman bold, I fear some chronicler of old |
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| Was drawing the long, long bow. | ||
| CHORUS: | We fear some chronicler of old | |
| Was drawing the long, long bow. | ||
| BOBINET: | So pull the bow-string up to the ear, | |
| And let the arrow go! | ||
| CHORUS: | So pull the bow-string up to the ear, | |
| And let the arrow go! | ||
| BOBINET: | And if you miss the target clear, You'll hit some neighbor in the rear; So shoot away, and have no fear |
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| Of drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| CHORUS: | And if you miss the target clear, You'll hit some neighbor in the rear; So shoot away, and have no fear |
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| Of drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| ZERBINETTE: | If you are a maker of patent pills, | |
| Or a salt that's good eno', | ||
| CHORUS: | Or a salt that's good eno', | |
| ZERBINETTE: | Of course you cure all human ills, | |
| From a cold to lumbago. | ||
| CHORUS: | From a cold to lumbago. | |
| ZERBINETTE: | And noblemen and noble wives Will say your drugs have saved their lives — A needy noble often thrives |
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| By drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| CHORUS: | A needy noble often thrives | |
| By drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| ZERBINETTE: | Then bill your nostrums everywhere, | |
| Let handbills fly like snow! | ||
| CHORUS: | Then bill your nostrums everywhere, | |
| Let handbills fly like snow! | ||
| ZERBINETTE: | And get some lovely dame to swear She owes to you her wealth of hair. For none can match a lady fair |
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| In drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| CHORUS: | And get some lovely dame to swear She owes to you her wealth of hair. For none can match a lady fair |
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| In drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| BOBINET: | If you're a great financial man, | |
| And you want to start a Co.; | ||
| CHORUS: | And you want to start a Co.; | |
| BOBINET: | You'll find the most successful plan | |
| Is to gas, and puff, and blow. | ||
| CHORUS: | You must gas, and puff, and blow. | |
| BOBINET: | You'll scoop the curate's little store, And ruin widows by the score, And bag the half-pay man of war, |
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| By drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| CHORUS: | You bag the half-pay man of war, | |
| By drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| BOBINET: | Then put the money in a mine | |
| Away in Mexico! | ||
| CHORUS: | So put the money in a mine | |
| Away in Mexico! | ||
| BOBINET: | And then, with booty large and fine, You seek the distant Argentine; Like other men who used to shine, |
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| In drawing the long, long bow! | ||
| CHORUS: | And then, with booty large and fine, You seek the distant Argentine; Like other men who used to shine, |
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| In drawing the long, long bow! | ||
Page modified 27 July 2019