To the tables down at morey's
To the place where louis dwells
To the dear old temple bar we love so well
Sing the whiffenpoofs assembled
With their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing cast it's spell
Yes the magic of their singing
Of the songs we love so well
Shall l wasting and mavourneen and the rest
We will serenade our louis
(we will serenade our louis )
While life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten like 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) doomed from here to eternity
(lord) lord have mercy on such as we
Baa baa baa
Whiffenpoof Song - Perry Como
