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No. 20 - Finale Act III |
Lyrics by Harry B. Smith
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[All:]
Hurrah!
[Dick:]
If you'll come to Castle FitzGerald,
a Castle that's built in the air,
[All:]
A toast!
[Dick:]
There's plentiful store,
There's pleasure galore,
And welcome a-plenty enough and to spare,
And welcome enough and to spare,
[Principals:]
We'll be there!
[Constance:]
There love shall reign and banish care,
And every joy we'll herald,
[Principals:]
So you will come to the Castle in air,
That's the only known Castle FitzGerald,
With a whack, fol, lol; and tol, di, rol, lay;
[All:]
With a whack, fol, lol; and tol, di, rol, lay;
[Constance & Dick:]
With a whack, fol, lol, di, rol, lay!
[Principals:]
With a whack, fol, lol, di, rol, lay.
Then hip hip hip hurrah!
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[Principals:]
We'll cheer the happy pair,
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[All:]
And when their golden wedding comes,
May one and all, and all be there.
Then hip hip hip hurrah!
[Constance:]
Hurrah!
[Chorus:]
We'll cheer the happy pair,
With three times three
[Principals:]
With three times three!
[Chorus:]
And one cheer more
[Principals:]
With three times three!
[Chorus:]
With three times three
[Principals:]
A health to them.
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[Principals:]
Hurrah!
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[Principals:]
Hurrah!
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[Principals:]
Hurrah!
[Chorus:]
Hurrah!
[Principals:]
Hurrah!
[All:]
Hurrah!