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The Whiffenpoof Song - Slim Whitman
To the tables down at Mory's
To the place where Louie 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 casts
It's 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 while
Life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
I'm poor little lambs who have lost our way
Baa baa baa baa
I'm little black sheep who have gone astray
Baa baa baa
Gentleman songsters off on a spree
Doomed from here to eternity
Please have mercy on such as me
Baa baa baa
Baa baa baa
