Gilbert and Sullivan Archive
Mirette

Long Bow Song

No. 20, Sung by Bobinet, Zerbinette, and Chorus

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BOBINET:
Good William Tell was a mighty one,
In the days of long ago;

CHORUS:
In the days of long ago;

BOBINET:
He shot an apple off his son,
At a thousand yards or so;

CHORUS:
At a thousand yards or so;

BOBINET:
But since the self-same tale is told
Of each and every bowman bold,
I fear some chronicler of old
Was drawing the long, long bow.

CHORUS:
We fear some chronicler of old
Was drawing the long, long bow.

BOBINET:

So pull the bow-string up to the ear,
And let the arrow go!

CHORUS:
So pull the bow-string up to the ear,
And let the arrow go!

BOBINET:
And if you miss the target clear,
You'll hit some neighbor in the rear;
So shoot away, and have no fear
Of drawing the long, long bow!

CHORUS:
And if you miss the target clear,
You'll hit some neighbor in the rear;
So shoot away, and have no fear
Of drawing the long, long bow!

ZERBINETTE:

If you are a maker of patent pills,
Or a salt that's good eno',

CHORUS:
Or a salt that's good eno',

ZERBINETTE:
Of course you cure all human ills,
From a cold to lumbago.

CHORUS:
From a cold to lumbago.

ZERBINETTE:
And noblemen and noble wives
Will say your drugs have saved their lives -
A needy noble often thrives
By drawing the long, long bow!

CHORUS:
A needy noble often thrives
By drawing the long, long bow!

ZERBINETTE:

Then bill your nostrums everywhere,
Let handbills fly like snow!

CHORUS:
Then bill your nostrums everywhere,
Let handbills fly like snow!

ZERBINETTE:
And get some lovely dame to swear
She owes to you her wealth of hair.
For none can match a lady fair
In drawing the long, long bow!

CHORUS:
And get some lovely dame to swear
She owes to you her wealth of hair.
For none can match a lady fair
In drawing the long, long bow!

BOBINET:

If you're a great financial man,
And you want to start a Co.;

CHORUS:
And you want to start a Co.;

BOBINET:
You'll find the most successful plan
Is to gas, and puff, and blow.

CHORUS:
You must gas, and puff, and blow.

BOBINET:
You'll scoop the curate's little store,
And ruin widows by the score,
And bag the half-pay man of war,
By drawing the long, long bow!

CHORUS:
You bag the half-pay man of war,
By drawing the long, long bow!

BOBINET:

Then put the money in a mine
Away in Mexico!

CHORUS:
So put the money in a mine
Away in Mexico!

BOBINET:
And then, with booty large and fine,
You seek the distant Argentine;
Like other men who used to shine,
In drawing the long, long bow!

CHORUS:
And then, with booty large and fine,
You seek the distant Argentine;
Like other men who used to shine,
In drawing the long, long bow!

 

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