Track Title:               We Open In Venice


Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra
Written by:                Cole Porter       (C. Albert P.)
From the Album:            The Complete Reprise Studio Recordings  (A)
From the Show:             Kiss Me Kate  1948 (S)

Lyrics:
A troupe of strolling players are we
Not stars like L.B. Meyer's are we
But just a simple band
Who roams about the land
Dispensing falderal frivolity

Mere folk who give distraction are we
Mere theater guild attraction are we
Oh shut up, Sam.
But just a crazy group
That never ceases to troupe
Around the map of Little Italy
Well here we go back to the home country again

We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Lots of laughs in Cremona, ho boy!

Our next jump in Parma
That dopey, mopey menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
And we open again, where?

We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Lots of bars in Cremona!

Our next jump in Parma
That fearless, cheerless menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
And we open again, where?

We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Lots of money in Cremona!

Our next jump in Parma
That dingie, smingie menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
And we open again, where?

We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Lots of quail in Cremona!

Our next jump in Parma
That heartless, artless menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
And we open again, where?

Oh, well let me see now, I got a map lets pick out someplace.
Yeah, well just don't take it too far down the line there.
Oh well let's take the first canyon outa here!

Matter of fact, if we hurry we can beat the tab...
Yeah!
Course the sheriff's out there waitin' for us.
Yeah sure, get out, get out, get out
Goodbye boys.
Get out, get out, get out.

Transcribed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
larryh@mydestiny.net
With corrections by Caroline, Validated by Todd Peach