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No. 1 - Opening Chorus
| Men: | Sho-Guns were they! Hail to the natal day! |
| Sopranos: | Let us all unite in singing Praises to the mighty Ming! Customary tribute bringing To our late departed King! |
| Men: | Sho-Guns were they! Hail to the natal day! |
| Sopranos: | Once again you hear us singing Praises to the mighty Ming! Customary tribute bringing To our late departed King! |
| Men: | Hail to his name! |
| Sopranos: | Hail to his name! |
| Men: | Hail to his name! Let us all hail his name! |
| Sopranos: | Shout aloud the story Of our country's glory. |
| Men: | Hail to his name! High on the roll of fame! |
| Sopranos: | Please observe that we are singing Praises to the mighty Ming! Customary tribute bringing To our late departed King! |
| Men: | Hail to his name! High on the roll of fame! Greeting to the noble Sho-Gun. |
| All: | Let us all unite in singing Praises to the mighty Ming! Customary tribute bringing To our late departed King! Please observe that we are singing, Customary tribute bringing Greeting to our noble Sho-Gun. Let us all unite in singing Praises to the mighty Ming! Customary tribute bringing To our late departed King! Hail to his name! High on the roll of fame! Hail to his name! High on the roll of fame! Hail to his fame, to his fame, to his fame. |
| SingSong Girls: | When a holiday comes, 'tis then you'll see All the frolicsome maidens such as we, Who're living on laughter, love, and tea, With hearts as light as down. We're foolish young things we can't deny, We're innocent things and can't tell why We're followed whenever toddling by, By all the men in town. 'Tis a terrible thing to be so bright That the men are pursuing day and night, Propriety calls for a sense of fright, Or else a forbidding frown. We swarm each day in a thoroughfare Where men will stand as we pass, and stare, We're regular girls of the kind you know, The kind you know. |
| Priests: | Hail the name of high and mighty Sho-Gun! |
| All: | Sho-Gun! |
| Priests: | Hail the name of high and mighty Sho-Gun! |
| All: | Sho-Gun! |
| Priests: | Tell his fame in song and story, |
| Sopranos: | Tell his fame in song and story, |
| Priests: | Let us all recite his glory, |
| Sopranos: | Let us all recite his glory, |
| Men: | Sho-Gun! |
| Sopranos: | Sho-Gun! |
| Men: | Sho-Gun! |
| Sopranos: | Sho-Gun! |
| All: | Sho-Gun! Sho-Gun! |
| SingSong Girls: | When a holiday comes, 'tis then you'll see All the frolicsome maidens such as we, Who're living on laughter, love, and tea, With hearts as light as down. |
| All: | We're/They're foolish things we can't deny, We're/They're innocent things and can't tell why We're/They're followed about, followed about, |
| SingSong Girls: | By all the men in town. |
| Men: | They're innocent things and can't tell why |
| SingSong Girls: | We're followed whenever toddling by, |
| All: | By all the men in town, By all the men in town, By all the men in town, All the men in town, All the men in town. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Sho-Gun
Page modified 12 March 2017