High Society 1955 Cole Porter

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 08 Dec 2005

Behold the rich of Oyster Bay,
on this, their daughter's wedding day.
Those pillars of propriety:
High Society.

Behold the Sound on which they sail,
so near and yet so far from Yale
on which the rich sail frequently:
High Society.

High, high, high, high,
high society.

High, high, high, high,
high society.

Behold the mother of the bride,
perhaps a tad preoccupied.
That's upper class anxiety:
High Society.

Behold the sibling sulking there,
her face a mask of dark despair.
What prompted this?
Can't wait to see:
High Society.
High Society.

And now the bride to end all brides,
she swims, she sails, she golfs, she rides.
A credit to her class is she:
High Society.

High, high, high, high,
High Society!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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High Society 1955 Cole Porter
Words and Musiuc by Cole Porter
© 1955 by Chappell & Co.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 08 December 2005 at 22.40
in association with Doug Grierson
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