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The Abduction
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
'The Great Comet' Original Cast Ensemble
'The Great Comet' Original Cast Ensemble
Performer
The Great Comet Original Cast
The Great Comet Original Cast
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Malloy
Dave Malloy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dean Sharenow
Dean Sharenow
Producer
Howard Kagan
Howard Kagan
Producer
Janet Kagan
Janet Kagan
Producer
Kurt Deutsch
Kurt Deutsch
Producer

Lyrics

Everyone raise a glass! Whoa! Well, comrades We've had our fun Lived, laughed and loved Friends of my youth, When shall we meet again? I'm going abroad Goodbye my gypsy lovers All my revels here are over Well goodbye, Matryosha Kiss me one last time, whoa Remember me to Steshka There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Wish me luck my gypsy lovers Now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye ALL Goodbye my gypsy lovers All my revels here are over Well goodbye, Matryosha Kiss me one last time, whoa Remember me to Steshka There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Wish me luck my gypsy lovers Now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Hurrah! Smash the glasses on the floor! Let's go! Let's go! No, wait, wait, wait! Shut the door! First we have to sit down! That's the way It's a Russian custom All right Wait, wait, wait! Where's the fur cloak? I have heard what elopements are like She'll rush out more dead than alive Just in the things she's wearing If you delay at all, there'll be tears and 'Papa' and 'Mama' And she's frozen in a minute and must go back But you wrap the fur cloak round her And you carry her to the sleigh That's the way That's the way That's the way That's the way Let's get outta here! And the troika tore down Nikitski Boulevard Whoa! Giddyup, now! Whoa! Whoa! Hey Balaga Ho Balaga Hey hey ho Balaga Hey hey Balaga The famous troika driver Hey Balaga Ho Balaga Hey hey ho Balaga Hey hey Balaga The famous troika driver When they reached the gate Dolokhov whistled The whistle was answered, and a maidservant ran out Come in through the courtyard or you'll be seen; she'll come out directly Dolokhov stayed by the gate Anatole followed the maid into the courtyard Turned the corner, ran up to the porch You will not enter my house, scoundrel! Anatole, come back! Betrayed! Betrayed! Betrayed, Anatole! Come back! Betrayed! Betrayed! Betrayed!
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