To the tables down at Morey's To the place where Louis dwells To the dear old temple bar we love so well Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled With their glasses raised on high And the magic of their singing cast it's spell We will serenade our Louis While life and voice shall last Then we'll pass and be forgotten like the rest We're poor little lambs Who have lost our way Baa Baa Baa We're little black sheep Who have gone astray Baa Baa Baa Gentlemen songsters off on a spree Doomed from here to eternity Lord have mercy on such as we Baa Baa Baa We're poor little lambs Who have lost our way Baa Baa Baa We're little black sheep Who have gone astray Baa Baa Baa Gentlemen songsters off on a spree Doomed from here to eternity Lord have mercy on such as we Baa Baa Baa
To the tables down at Morey's To the place where Louis dwells To the dear old temple bar we love so well Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled With their glasses raised on high And the magic of their singing cast it's spell We will serenade our Louis While life and voice shall last Then we'll pass and be forgotten like the rest We're poor little lambs Who have lost our way Baa Baa Baa We're little black sheep Who have gone astray Baa Baa Baa Gentlemen songsters off on a spree Doomed from here to eternity Lord have mercy on such as we Baa Baa Baa We're poor little lambs Who have lost our way Baa Baa Baa We're little black sheep Who have gone astray Baa Baa Baa Gentlemen songsters off on a spree Doomed from here to eternity Lord have mercy on such as we Baa Baa Baa
