歌曲名 Put On Your Sunday Clothes 歌手名 Gavin Creel+Taylor Trensch等群星

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 brillan tine and dime cigars

Were 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 were

Gonna ride through town

In one of those new horse drawn open cars

Well see the shows at delmo nicos

And well close the town in a whirl

And 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 the 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

Beneath your bowler brim the worlds a simple song

A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose

Get out your slickers your flannel knickers

Your red suspenders and hose

For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

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 gonna find 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 high silk hat and at the turned up cuff

We'll wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove

We'll join the Astors at Tony Pastor's

And this I'm positive of that we won't come home

No we won't come home

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