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 plenty of frivolity

Mere folks who give distraction are we

Yes, and give attraction are we, (Oh, shut up Sam)

But just a crazy group, that never seeks to so soup

Around a pack of little on a leash

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, ay, boys

Our next jump in Parma, that dopy mopie menace

And Mantua and Padua, and 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 beardless, cheerless menace

And Mantua and Padua, and 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's ingie pingie menace

Then Mantua, then Padua, and then we open again, where?

We open in Venice, we next play Verona

Then on to Cremona, lots of players in Cremona

Our next jump in Parma, that heartless artless menace

Then Mantua, then Padua, the we open again, where?

Oh, let me see now, I got a map, let's pick out someplace

Yeah, well just don't dicado back on the line now

Oh, let's take the first canyon out of here

Matter fact if we hurry we can beat the sack for

The sheriff's  out there waiting for us