Текст песни: The Whiffenpoof Song + перевод

From the tables down at Morey’s

To the place where Louie dwells

And the dear old Temple Bar we love so well

Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled

With their glasses raised on high!

And the magic of their singin' casts a spell

Yes, the magic of their singing

Of the songs we love so well

Shall I wasting and Mavourneen and the rest

We will serenade our Louie

Till health and voices fail

And we’ll pass and be forgotten with the rest

We’re poor little lambs

Who have lost our way

Baa, baa, baa

We’re little black sheep

Who have gone astray

Baa, baa, baa

Gentlemen songsters off on a spree

Doomed from here to eternity;

Oh Lord, have mercy on such as we

Baa, baa, baa

Gentlemen songsters off on a spree

Doomed from here to eternity;

Oh Lord, have mercy on such as we

Baa, baa, baa…

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