The Whiffenpoof Song (feat. Fred Waring & The Glee Club)

(To the tables down at Mory's, to the place where Louie 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 casts its spell)

Yes, the magic of their singing, of the songs we love so well

"Shall I Wasting" and "Mavourneen" and the rest

We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last

Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest

We're poor little lambs who have lost our way

Ba-ba-ba

We're little black sheep who have gone astray

Ba-ba-ba

(Gentleman songsters off on a spree)

(Doomed from here to eternity)

(Lord, have mercy on such as we)

(Ba-ba-ba)

Gentleman songsters off on a spree

Doomed from here to eternity

Lord, have mercy on such as we

Ba-ba-ba