歌曲名 Put On Your Sunday Clothes (Made Popular By "Hello Dolly") [Vocal Version]

歌手名 Party Tyme Karaoke

作词：Jerry Herman

作曲：Jerry Herman

Out there

There's a world outside of Yonkers

Way out there beyond this hick town Barnaby

There's a slick town Barnaby

Out there

Full of shine and full of sparkle

Close your eyes and see it glisten Barnaby

Listen Barnaby

Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there

Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars

We're gonna find adventure in the evening air

Girls in white

In a perfumed night

Where the lights are bright as the stars

Put on your Sunday clothes we're gonna ride through town

In one of those new horse drawn open cars

We'll see the shows

At Delmonico's

And we'll close the town in a whirl

But we won't come home until we've kissed a girl

Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

Strut down the street and have your picture took

Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

That Sunday shine

Is a certain sign

That you feel as fine as you look

Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile

That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

Get out your feathers

Your patent leathers

Your beads and buckles and bows

For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

Strut down the street and have your picture took

Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

That Sunday shine is a certain sign

That you feel as fine as you look

Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile

That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

Get out your feathers

Your patent leathers

Your beads and buckles and bows

For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

Ambrose let me hear that tonic chord

Lovely you're improving

Get out your feathers

Your patent leathers

Your beads and buckles and bows

For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

All aboard

All Aboard All Aboard

All Aboard All Aboard

Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there

Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes

We're going to feel adventure in the evening air

To town we'll trot

To a smoky spot

Where the girls are hot as a fuse

Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff

We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove

We'll join the Astors

At Tony Pastor's

And this I'm positive of

That we won't come home

That we won't come home

No we won't come home until we fall in love