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 folderol frivolity

Mere folks who give distraction, are we?

New theater give attraction, are we? (Oh shut up, Sam!)

But just a crazy group, that never ceases to troupe

Around the map of little Italy

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

Hey boy, our next jump in Parma

That dopy mopey menace

And Mantua, then Padua

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 fearless cheerless menace

And Mantua, then Padua

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 dingey mindgey menace

Then Mantua, then Padua

And we open again

Where?

We open in Venice

We next play Verona

Then on to Cremona

Lotsa quail in Cremona

Our next jump in Parma

That heartless artless menace

Then Mantua, then Padua

Then we open again

Where?

Oh, let me see now

I got a map, let's pick out some place

Well just don't go to far from the line now

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

As a matter of fact if we hurry we can beat the tab, for the sheriff's out there waiting for us

Goodbye boys

Get out, get out, get out, get out