Lyrics by Lorenz
Hart, music by Richard
Rodgers
Lyrics published on The Complete Lyrics of Lorenz Hart
BUY mp3 on Amazon.com
Published October 1927. Introduced by Constance Carpenter in Stamford, Connecticut, tryout.
Dropped before the New York opening.
Replaced by "Nothing's Wrong"
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Lyrics published on The Complete Lyrics of Lorenz Hart
BUY mp3 on Amazon.com
Published October 1927. Introduced by Constance Carpenter in Stamford, Connecticut, tryout.
Dropped before the New York opening.
Replaced by "Nothing's Wrong"
VERSE All court conversation To my observation Is naughty And woefully pert; With joy unabating The ladies-in-waiting Are waiting To dish thee the dirt; Such talk never charms me, In sooth, it alarms me When told by a hoyden or a valet. Mere greetings and glances Rouse talk of romances; Each kiss is a study in scarlet. REFRAIN 1 Oh dear, when there's scandal about the court, I blush! Oh dear, at the naughtiness they report, I blush! Things they say sound very queer to me, What they mean is never clear to me, But it can't be very nice The way they hush; I blush! Such sights are not fit for a maiden's view. I blush! Oh, dear, I know just what I ought to do, I blush! But you see, I can't condemn a tale If its end I do not know. Oh dear, I blush! But I love it so! REFRAIN 2 Oh dear, but the Queen carries on a bit; I blush! Oh, dear, though I breathe not a word of it, I blush! Launcelot loveth her beauty well; As a knight, he doth his duty well; On the throne, they get so very warm, They burn the plush. I blush! Arthur is a rather unwary King; I blush! The Queen made Launcelot honorary King; I blush! To be sure, It's none of my concern If he kissed her once or twice. Oh dear, I blush! But it's rather nice! REFRAIN 3 Tristan told his heart to Isolde in song; I blush! Oh dear, but the song was six hours long; I blush! What they did was wrong beyond a doubt If it took so long to sing about; And the thought can make my lily Cheek to flush. I blush! Oh dear, how they yodeled of love and death; I blush! They died not from love but from lack of breath; I blush! That it was A proper way to die It is, silly to pretend. I blush, but oh dear, What a lovely end!Sheet music:
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