The Whiffenpoof Song

We will serenade our Louis

While life and voice shall last

To the tables down at Morey'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 cast it's 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

We're poor little lambs

Who have lost their way

Baa baa baa

We're little black sheep

Who have gone astray

Baa baa baa

Gentlemen gentlmen

Gentlmen songsters off on a spree

Doomed from here til eternity

Lord have mercy on such as we

Baa baa baa

We will serenade our Louis

While life and voice shall last

Then we'll pass

And be forgotten with the rest

The Whiffenpoof Song - The Crew Cuts