We Open In Venice

A troupe of strolling players, are we? Not stars like L. B. Mayer's, are we? But just a simple band who roams about the land Dispensing folderol frivolity Mere folks who give distraction, are we? New theater give attraction, are we? (Oh shut up, Sam!) But just a crazy group, that never ceases to troupe Around the map of little Italy Well, here we go Back to the home country again We open in Venice We next play Verona Then on to Cremona Lots of laughs in Cremona Hey boy, our next jump in Parma That dopy mopey menace And Mantua, then Padua Then we open again Where? We open in Venice We next play Verona Then on to Cremona Lots of bars in Cremona Our next jump in Parma That fearless cheerless menace And Mantua, then Padua Then we open again Where? We open in Venice We next play Verona Then on to Cremona Lots of money in Cremona Our next jump in Parma That dingey mindgey menace Then Mantua, then Padua And we open again Where? We open in Venice We next play Verona Then on to Cremona Lotsa quail in Cremona Our next jump in Parma That heartless artless menace Then Mantua, then Padua Then we open again Where? Oh, let me see now I got a map, let's pick out some place Well just don't go to far from the line now Oh, let's take the first canyon out of here As a matter of fact if we hurry we can beat the tab, for the sheriff's out there waiting for us Goodbye boys Get out, get out, get out, get out