Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Mikaela Bennett
Mikaela Bennett
Soprano
Sierra Boggess
Sierra Boggess
Soprano
Julian Ovenden
Julian Ovenden
Tenor
Francesca Chiejina
Francesca Chiejina
Soprano
Carousel Ensemble
Carousel Ensemble
Coral
Sinfonia of London
Sinfonia of London
Orquestra
John Wilson
John Wilson
Regência
Alex Parker
Alex Parker
Direção (coral)
David Seadon-Young
David Seadon-Young
Vocais
John Mills
John Mills
Líder
Matthew Seadon-Young
Matthew Seadon-Young
Vocais
Naomi Wakszlak
Naomi Wakszlak
Vocais
Nathaniel Hackmann
Nathaniel Hackmann
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Richard Rodgers
Richard Rodgers
Composição
Oscar Hammerstein II
Oscar Hammerstein II
Composição
Benjamin F. Glazer
Benjamin F. Glazer
Adaptação
Don Walker
Don Walker
Orquestração

Letra

"All
This was a real nice clambake,
We’re mighty glad we came.
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet!
The company was the same.
Our hearts are warm,
Our bellies are full,
And we are feelin’ prime.
This was a real nice clambake,
And we all had a real good time!
Nettie
Fust come codfish chowder,
Cooked in iron kettles,
Onions floatin’ on the top,
Curlin’ up in petals!
Julie
Throwed in ribbons of salted pork –
Men
An old New England trick!
Julie
And lapped it all up with a clamshell,
Tied on to a bayberry stick!
All
Oh-h-h –
This was a real nice clambake,
We’re mighty glad we came.
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet!
The company was the same.
Our hearts are warm,
Our bellies are full,
And we are feelin’ prime.
This was a real nice clambake,
And we all had a real good time!
Enoch
Remember when we raked
Them red-hot lobsters
Out of the driftwood fire?
They sizzled and crackled
And sputtered a song
Fittin’ fer an angels’ choir.
Because it’s June!
Women
Fittin’ fer an angels’,
Fittin’ fer an angels’,
Fittin’ fer an angels’ choir!
Nettie
We slit ’em down the back
And peppered ’em good,
And doused ’em in melted butter –
Carrie
Then we tore away the claws
And cracked ’em with our teeth
’Cause we weren’t in a mood to putter!
Women
Fittin’ fer an angels’,
Fittin’ fer an angels’,
Fittin’ fer an angels’ choir!
A Man (Baritone Solo)
Then, at last, come the clams –
All Men
Steamed under rockweed
An’ poppin’ from their shells –
All
Jest how many of ’em
Galloped down our gullets –
We couldn’t say oursel’s!
Oh-h-h –
This was a real nice clambake,
We’re mighty glad we came.
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet!
The company was the same.
Our hearts are warm,
Our bellies are full,
And we are feelin’ prime!
This was a real nice clambake,
And we all had a real good time!
We said it afore –
And we’ll say it agen –
We all had a real good time!"
Written by: Oscar Hammerstein II, Richard Rodgers
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