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Pedro the Fisherman (from"The Lisbon Story") (from"The Lisbon Story") - Richard Tauber/Harry Parr-Davies
Written by：Purcell/Vincent Youmans/Edward Eliscu
Pedro the fisherman was always whistling
Such a merry call
Girls who were passing
By would hear him whistling
By the harbour wall
But his sweetheart Nina who
Loved him true always new
That his song belonged to her alone
And in the evening
When the lights were gleaming
And they had to part
As he sailed his boat away
Echoing across the bay
Came the tune that lingered in her heart
But days of dreaming quickly pass
And life goes rushing on
And one day from the harbour wall
She found his boat had gone
He'd sailed away to find the gold
The sea could never bring
To buy a dress a cuckoo clock
A saucepan and a ring
She kept her eyes on the blue horizon
But he didn't return
She stopped her sighing
And left off crying but he didn't return
One day her father said to her
Oh dearest daughter mine
You never make a lot from fish
You make much more from wine
Though Miguel is rather fat
His vineyard's doing well
So marry him
And let your dream of Pedro go to
Hell
The organ peals the choir boys sing
The preachers ready with the book and ring
So small and white here comes the bride
And stands by slobby Miguel's side
Will you take this man
To be your lawful spouse eternally
Then suddenly the church is still
They wait to hear her say I will
When from the open doorway there
A far off sound disturbs the air
Suddenly she found her man
From the church out she ran
There he was upon the harbour wall
Down rushed the wedding guests
Upon the quayside
But the bride had gone
As with love she sailed away
Echoing across the bay
Came the happy ending to her song
