The Nautch Girl - MIDI File No. 5

No. 5: One, Two, Three

Enter Beebee.

Beebee (recitative).
	And if you ask us whence this endless joy — This happy lot — this bliss without alloy?
		We answer, 'tis the guerdon of our art, Which few attain, for few can play the part.

Song

Beebee.
	First you take a shapely maiden,
		Tall of stature, sweet of face,
	Eyes with hidden mischief laden,
		Limbs that move with lissom grace;
	Then you robe this charming creature,
		So her beauty to enhance;
	Thus attired, you may teach her
		All the movements of the dance.
			Shape the toe, Point it so, Hang the head, Arms outspread, Give the wrist Graceful twist, Eyes half-closed, Now you're posed.
		And the rest is A, B, C;
		Simply one, two, three.

			Slowly twirling, Creeping, curling,
		Swaying like a wind-blown tree;
			Gently stooping, Sweeping, drooping,
		Slyly counting one, two, three.

Sopranos.
		A, B, C, One, two, three,
			Gently stooping, s Sweeping, drooping.
		Slyly counting, one, two three.

Beebee.
	By and bye this shapely maiden
		Will have learned the Nautch girl's art,
	And her eyes, with mischief laden,
		Then may play their proper part,
	Throwing artful furtive glances
		'Mongst the silent gaping throng,
	Wringing heartstrings as she dances,
		Making conquests all along
			Shape the toe, Point it so, Hang the head, Arms outspread, Give the wrist Graceful twist, Eyes half-closed, Now you're posed.
		And the rest is A, B, C; Simply one, two, three.

			Slowly twirling, Creeping, curling,
		Swaying like a wind-blown tree;
			Gently stooping, Sweeping, drooping,
		Slyly counting one, two, three.

Sopranos.
		A, B, C, One, two, three,
			Gently stooping, Sweeping, drooping.
		Slyly counting, one, two three.

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