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No. 13 - Act II Opening Chorus and Entrance of Irish Girls

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Chorus: Palaces Oriental,
Glistening marble halls:
Who would ever believe that this,
Who would ever believe that this
Was part of the great metropolis.
Terraces ornamental,
Murmuring waterfalls,
Fancy reaching these fair domains,
Fancy reaching these fair domains
By horses and cheap excursion trains.
Men: He was a modern magician
Who planted in such a position
This partially plastic,
Fairy, fantastic,
Wonderful exhibition.
Ladies: He was a modern magician
Who planted in such a position
All: This partially plastic,
Fairy, fantastic,
Wonderful exhibition.
Palaces Oriental,
Glistening marble halls:
Who would ever believe that this,
Who would ever believe that this
Was part of the great metropolis.
Terraces ornamental,
Murmuring waterfalls,
Fancy reaching these fair domains,
Fancy reaching these fair domains
By horses and cheap excursion trains.
By horses and excursion trains!
Excursion, Excursion trains!
Irish Girls: Dear little dainty colleens we,
Just up from County Down,
Come all the way from the old countree,
Over to London Town.
Each of us loves an Irish lad,
But they weren't invited here:
Och! but the darlint boys were sad
When we sailed from Kingstown Pier!
Chorus: When they sailed from Kingstown Pier!
Irish Girls: We're three little maids from the Emerald Isle,
Each with a dimpled roguish smile,
Dressed in a smart but simple style,
With a gown of cotton or print on,
Stopping over here for a fairish while
In the village of Ballymaclinton!
Chorus: They're three little maids from the Emerald Isle,
Each with a dimpled roguish smile,
Dressed in a smart but simple style,
With a gown of cotton or print on,
Stopping over here for a fairish while
In the village of Ballymaclinton!
Irish Girls: London's a place that suits us well,
Most of the sights we're seen,
Though in the Emerald Isle we dwell
No one could call us green.
We're got an artful, coaxing way,
It's a way that's quite our own,
People who know us often say
We have kissed the Blarney Stone,
Chorus: They have kissed the Blarney Stone,
Irish Girls: We're three little maids from the Emerald Isle,
Each with a dimpled roguish smile,
Dressed in a smart but simple style,
With a gown of cotton or print on,
Stopping over here for a fairish while
In the village of Ballymaclinton!
Chorus: They're three little maids from the Emerald Isle,
Each with a dimpled roguish smile,
Dressed in a smart but simple style,
With a gown of cotton or print on,
Stopping over here for a fairish while
In the village of Ballymaclinton!

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