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1956 Broadway
Candide the Musical - The Venice Gavotte Lyrics
OLD LADY
I've got troubles, as I've said:
Mother's dying, Father's dead.
All my uncles are in jail.
CANDIDE
It's a very moving tale.
OLD LADY
Though our name, I say again, is
Quite the proudest name in Venice,
Our afflictions are so many,
And we haven't got a penny.
CANDIDE
Madam, I am desolate
At your family's tragic state.
Any help that I can give...
Please do tell me where they live.
I shall look them up tomorrow
And alleviate their sorrow
With a check made out to bearer.
In the meantime, buona sera.
CUNEGONDE
We've got troubles, as she said:
Mother is dying, Father's dead.
All our uncles are in jail.
CANDIDE
It's a very moving tale.
CUNEGONDE, OLD LADY
Although our name, I say again, is
Quite the proudest name in Venice,
All our uncles are in jail.
It is a very moving tale.
CANDIDE
Ah, what a tale!
Ah, what a moving tale.
PANGLOSS
Millions of rubles and lire and francs,
Broke the bank, broke the bank,
Broke the best of all possible banks.
Pieces of gold to the ladies I throw;
Easy come, easy go.
Shining gold to the ladies I throw.
See them on their knees before me.
If they love me, can you blame them?
Little wonder they adore me.
Watch them woo me as I name them:
Lady Frilly, Lady Silly,
Pretty Lady Willy-Nilly,
Lady Lightly, Lady Brightly,
Charming Lady Fly-by-Nightly.
My Lady Fortune found me.
What a joy to have around me
Lovely ladies, six or seven;
This is my idea of Heaven.
Fortune, keep the wheel a-spinning,
They adore me while I'm winning!
Lady Frilly, Lady Silly,
Pretty Lady Willy-Nilly,
Lady Lightly, Lady Brightly,
Charming Lady Fly-by-Nightly.
Fools love only one or two.
Ladies, I love all of you.
CUNEGONDE
She's got troubles, as she said:
Mother is dying, Father's dead.
All her uncles are in jail.
It's a very moving tale.
Although her name, she says again, is
Quite the proudest name in Venice,
All her uncles are in jail.
It's a very moving tale.
OLD LADY
I've got troubles, as I said:
Mother is dying, Father's dead.
All my uncles are in jail.
It's a very moving tale.
Although our name, I say again, is
Quite the proudest name in Venice,
All my uncles are in jail.
It's a very moving tale.
CANDIDE
It's a very moving tale.
Ah, what a moving tale!
PANGLOSS
Lady Frilly, Lady Silly, etc.
(Their masks fall.)
CUNEGONDE
Candide!
CANDIDE
Cunegonde!
Review: Candide the Musical Songs Lyrics
Candide the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS
Oh, Happy We
It Must Be So
Glitter and Be Gay
You Were Dead, You Know
My Love
I'm Easily Assimilated
Quartet Finale
Quiet
Bon Voyage
What's the Use?
The Venice Gavotte
Make Our Garden Grow
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