Lyrics The Kings’ Barcarolle by Leonard Bernstein

I do hereby make a motion
In hopes of your approval
That after our removal
From this most unpleasant ocean
We all say farewell
To vanity and strife
And in some dale (Or in some dell)
Pursue the simple life

What a royal, royal notion!

I second Charles's motion

I thank you, noble Prussian

Let us open the discussion

Yo-ho!

Sh!

Charles Edward's plan appeals to me
What good are pomp and riches?
Let's wash our hands of luxury
In irrigation ditches
I'm sick of plot and counterplot
They never fail to thicken
Let's find a humble rustic spot
And cultivate the chicken

Ah, what pregnant observations!

I thank you for your patience
Point of order, Mister Chairman

The floor is yours, King Hermann

Yo-ho!

Ugh. Ugh. 

Sh!

We kings live so unpleasantly
Our lives are hard and lonely
Let's form a happy peasantry
For former monarchs only

I'll trade my kingdom for a hoe
My scepter for a shovel
And make the red, red roses grow
Around our happy hovel
What a very sweet suggestion!

I hereby move the question

I second Charles's move, sirs

Say "Aye" if you approve, sirs

Yo-ho!

Aye!

Aye!

Aye!

Ugh!

Yo ho!

Aye!

Aye!

Aye!

Ugh!

Yo ho!

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye!

Aye!

Ugh!

We have pa**ed Charles Edward's motion
And now if we can manage
Without excessive damage
The motion of this ocean

We'll all say farewell
To vanity and strife
And in some dale (Or in some dell)
Pursue the simple life

Yo-ho for the simple life
Yo-ho for the simple life

Yo-ho for the simple life
Yo-ho for the simple life

Yo-ho for the simple life
Yo-ho for the simple life

Yo-ho for the simple life

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Yo-ho

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Yo-ho

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Yo-ho

Yo-ho

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Yo-ho

Yo-ho

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