To The Tables Down At Morey's
To The Place Where Louis 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 Cast It's Spell . . .

Yes, The Magic Of Their Singing,
Of The Songs We Love So Well,
Shall L Wasting And Mavourneen And The Rest,
We Will Serenade Our Louis! ( We Will Serenade Our Louis! )
While Life And Voice Shall Last!
Then We'll Pass And Be Forgotten Like The Rest . . .

We're Poor Little Lambs
Who Have Lost Our Way
Baa Baa Baa!
We're Little Black Sheep
Who Have Gone Astray
Baa Baa Baa!
Gentlemen Songsters Off On A Spree
( Doomed . . . ) Doomed From Here To Eternity
( Lord . . . ) Lord, Have Mercy On Such As We
Baa Baa Baa!

Music By Tod B. Galloway And Lyrics By Meade Minnigerode
With George S. Pomeroy, 1909, 1936