The Whiffenpoof Song
Whimsical Melodies: Embracing Lost Souls and Musical Revelry
Lyrics
To the tables down at Mory's
Toasting to the tables at Mory's
To the place where Louie dwells
Cheers to the residence of Louie
To the dear old Temple bar we love so well
Expressing fondness for the beloved Temple Bar
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on high
Whiffenpoofs singing with raised glasses
And the magic of their singing casts it's spell
The enchanting singing creates a magical atmosphere
Yes, the magic of their singing of the songs we love so well
Highlighting the magical quality of the songs they sing
"Shall I Wasting" and "Mavourneen" and the rest
Mentioning specific songs like "Shall I Wasting" and "Mavourneen"
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last
Commitment to serenade Louie throughout life
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
Acceptance of eventual obscurity and being forgotten
We're poor little lambs who have lost our way
Describing themselves as lost little lambs
Baa, baa, baa
Playfully mimicking sheep sounds
We're little black sheep who have gone astray
Characterizing themselves as wayward black sheep
Baa, baa, baa
Repeating the playful sheep sounds
Gentleman songsters off on a spree
Referring to the singers as gentlemen enjoying a spree
Doomed from here to eternity
Suggesting a fate of eternal doom for the revelers
Lord have mercy on such as we
Seeking mercy for their wayward existence
Baa, baa, baa
Reiterating the sheep sounds, possibly emphasizing vulnerability
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