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Chorus: A troupe of strolling players are we
Dean: Not stars like L.B. Mayer's are we
Chorus: But just a simple band
Who roams about the land
Frank: Dispensing fol-de-rol frivolity
Chorus: Mere folk who give distraction are we
Sammy: No Theater Guild attractions are we
Frank: Oh shut up, Sam
Chorus: But just a crazy group
Frank:That never ceases to troop
Around the map of little Italy.
Sammy: Well here we go back to the home country again
Chorus: We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Frank: Lotsa laughs in Cremona
Chorus: Our next jump in Parma
Frank:That dopy mope menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
Frank: Then we open again
Chorus: Where?!
We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Dean: Lotsa bars in Cremona
Chorus: Our next jump in Parma
Dean:That fearless cheerless menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
Dean: Then we open again
Chorus: Where?
We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Sammy: Lotsa money in Cremona
Chorus: Our next jump in Parma
Sammy:That dingy stingy menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
Sammy: Then we open again
Chorus: Where?
We open in Venice
We next play Verona
Then on to Cremona
Frank: Lotsa quail in Cremona
Chorus: Our next jump in Parma
That heartless artless menace
Then Mantua, then Padua
Frank: Then we open again
Chorus: Where?
Frank: Oh, let me see now, I got a map, let's pick out someplace
Sammy: Well just don't go too far down the line there
Dean: Oh, let's take the first canyon out of here
Frank: As a matter fact if we order we can beat the tab
'Cause the sheriff out there waiting for us
Goodbye boys
Dean: Gida, gida, gida

































