11_Concerted Number.

Seq - Dr. J.Pitt-Payne. Kar - Bunty Pritchard Jones. Sept 2000.

[The Countess, Ceruti, Lorelei, and the Chorus]
Three cheers for a lovely party, dears,

and the fullest glasses of refreshment
we have drunk for years.

we're in a laughing mood,
and a jolly quaffing mood.

At the glad'ning sight of wealth
arrayed for our delight.

Sing Ho! for the floods of wine that flow,
quite a lot of pillars of the State
will never homeward go,

so very full they are of wine and caviare,
because our happy Countess celebrates her lucky Star.

[Countess]Show your joy to Lorelei,
her days of foolishness have flown.

[Chorus]We owe our thanks to Lorelei,
her childish whims are overthrown,

our cares will fly,
and bye and bye,
we'll have a clearer, wiser Lorelei.

[Polka, Schottische, followed by Tempo di Galop]

[Countess]Lorelei!
Lorelei!

Lords and Ladies all,
we must make allowances,

such a joyful day
has wearied out her spirit,
do not go, I pray.

[Chorus]It certainly was hot today,
the room was crowded too.

We certainly would like to stay,
and sympathise with you.

It must be very hard for her,
to mingle in Society,
So suddenly again;

we know the nervous strain.
We hope to see her very soon
refreshed and gay again.

[Countess]Worn out with weeping,
she lies in beauty deeply sleeping,

when night is dark and deep,
and shepherds count their sheep,

then dream till dawn,
securely borne on the wings of sleep.

The wings of sleep,
the wings of sleep.

[Ceruti]My Lorelei lies sleeping,
her cheeks are pale with weeping.

My life belongs to you,
my dreams, my songs, all that I do.

No moon, no morning star can shine,
no happiness is mine,
without you near me.

When years have pass'd into the shade.
You'll hear my last serenade
for ever echoing anew,

no matter where you go,
your list'ning heart will know,
my life belongs to you.

[Countess]Out of my sight,
ungrateful, deceitful child,
your tricks have failed.

[Lorelei]Mother dear,
be good and hear me.

When joy was young in your heart,
and life was hopeful and new,

no power could hold you apart
from love that was golden and true.

My face, my fortune, are here,
my joy, and all I hold dear,

Like you, I would sigh.
Like you, I would die
for the love, for the love in my heart.

[Chorus]What will be the end of this?
Shall we see no gentle mercy shewn her?
Will The Countess now disown her?

[Countess]Child, your heart has made the choice.
Take him, my blessings on your joy.

[Lorelei]I dance on air,
my rapture sings,
I hear the beat of a thousand wings.

My dark despair is put to flight,
for Love was born tonight.

[Chorus]Your hearts are true, we sing with you,
content is yours and all life through,
goodbye to pain, you'll never sigh again.

For ev'ry song that ever echoed on high,
was made by the happy spirit of beauty
and love that never shall die.

So here's to sweet Lorelei.
We join in your song,

the joy in our hearts, Lorelei,
Lorelei,
Lorelei.

Soft karaoke
Words
lyric
treble clef
bass clef
P2 rt hnd
P2 lt hndn
The Dancing Years
1939 Ivor Novello
No 11 Concerted Number
(Countess, Ceruti, Lorelei and Chorus)
Copyright as per Vocal Script
My undying thanks to Doug and Doreen Grierson for
the loan of The Vocal Score
MIDI
Karaoke by
Bunty Pritchard Jones
MIDI
11 TDY seq Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 4th September 2000

The Dancing Years - Concerted Number - no 11