The Whiffenpoof Song

A Yale University song from 1909.
Words and music by Meade Minnigerode, George S. Pomeroy, Tod B. Galloway
Revision by Rudy Vallee in 1944.


Accompaniment:


Lyrics

To the tables down at Mory’s, to the place where Louis dwells
To the dear old Temple Bar we love so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs, assembled with their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing casts its spell
Yes, the magic of their singing of the songs we love so well
“Shall I Wasting” and “Mavourneen” and the rest
We will serenade our Louis while life and voice shall last
Then we’ll pass and be forgotten with the rest

Refrain
We’re poor little lambs who have lost our way, baa! baa! baa!
We’re little black sheep who have gone astray, baa! baa! baa!
Gentlemen songsters off on a spree, doomed from here to eternity
Lord, have mercy on such as we, baa! baa! baa!


Sung here by Fred Feild: