|
1952 Broadway revival
Of Thee I Sing Musical - Trumpeter Blow Your Horn Lyrics
ALL:
Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn!
Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn!
A White House baby will very soon be born!
A White House baby will very soon be born!
Blow your horn!
[STIFFLY]
FLUNKIES:
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
ALL:
There's something glorious happening today
For all the citizens of the U.S.A.
A White House baby will very soon be born!
Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn
Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn
Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn
Your golden horn, your golden horn!
[DOCTOR ENTERS]
Oh, doctor, doctor, what's the news, we pray?
We've waited for your bulletin all day.
DOCTOR:
The baby of the President and Frau
Will be here almost any moment now.
FLUNKIES:
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
ALL:
Oh, doctor, here is the one thing we must know-
We're all of us anxious and we've got to know:
The baby, is it to be a girl or boy?
A baby girl or boy?
A nation's pride and joy!
We must know whether it's a girl or boy,
A girl or boy!
DOCTOR:
On that point, nobody budges
For all matters of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
[ALL REPEAT]
CHIEF FLUNKY:
The Supreme Court
JUDGES:
[ENTERING]
We're the one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine
Supreme Court Judges.
FLUNKIES:
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha!
ALL:
About the baby-
Will it be a boy or girl-
A he or she?
JUDGES:
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
[ALL REPEAT]
CHIEF FLUNKY:
The Secretary of Agriculture!
[MUSIC: "THE FARMER IN THE DELL"]
LIPPMAN:
[ENTERING]
The farmers in the dell,
The farmers in the dell,
They all keep a-asking me:
A boy or a gel?
JUDGES:
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
ENSEMBLE
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
CHIEF FLUNKY:
The Secretary of Navy!
[MUSIC: "SAILOR'S HORNPIPE"]
GILHOOLEY:
[ENTERING]
All the sailors in the Navy
In these great United States,
Do not eat their bowls of gravy,
Nor the captains nor the mates.
They refuse to jib their anchors,
Strike a boom, or heave a sail,
Till you've satisfied their hanker:
Is it female or a male?
JUDGES:
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
ENSEMBLE
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
CHIEF FLUNKY:
The Senator Carver Jones!
[MUSIC: "COME BE MY RAINBOW"]
JONES:
[ENTERING]
Out on the prairie,
The cowboys all keep asking of me;
He or she-
She or he?
Out on the prairie
For baby boy or girl they are keen,
But they want nothing in between.
JUDGES:
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
ENSEMBLE
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.
CHIEF FLUNKY:
The Senator Robert E. Lyons!
[MUSIC: "SWANEE RIVER "]
LYONS:
[ENTERING]
Way down upon the Swanee River,
Folks are filled with joy;
But they want to know what will the stork deliver-
Will it be a girl or a boy?
ALL:
There's something glorious happening today:
A baby will be born!
A baby will be born!
Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn!
Other Songs: Of Thee I Sing the Musical Lyrics
Trumpeter Blow Your Horn Lyrics Of Thee I Sing
Of Thee I Sing Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS
Wintergreen for President
Who Is the Lucky Girl to Be?
Dimple on My Knee
Because, Because
As the Chairman of the Committee
Love Is Sweeping the Country
Of Thee I Sing
Who Cares?
Illegitimate Daughter
Jilted
I'm About to Be a Mother
Posterity Is Just Around the Corner
Trumpeter Blow Your Horn
Finale
|
