The Whiffenpoof Song (Tod B. Galloway)

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Editor: James W. Keefe (submitted 2013-07-20).   Score information: Letter, 17 pages, 76 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Verse is arranged a capella for Mens Quartet or Chorus and SATB with piano accompaniment for the chorus.
Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 2000-10-09).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 63 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: MP3 file available at Whiffenpoof's website

General Information

Title: The Whiffenpoof Song
Composer: Tod B. Galloway
Lyricist: Meade Minnigerode

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicings: TTBB or SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

Description: The text of the Whiffenpoof Song, the theme song of the Yale University Whiffenpoof Choir, is from 1909-10. It was a parody on one of Rudyard Kipling's "Barrack-Room Ballads" entitled "Gentlemen Rakers." That text was set to music by Tod B. Galloway in 1909. The actual text of the Whiffenpoof Song was written by Meade Minnigerode and George S. Pomery c. 1910 and set to Galloway's melody. The work is in the public domain. It is used here in accordance with the CPDL copyright license which allows users to download,print, copy and distribute a score freely and even modify the score or text under the same license conditions. For more,see http://www2.cpdl.org/Wiki/index.php/ChoralWiki:Copyrights.

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Original text and translations

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To the tables down at Mory's
To the place where Louie 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 Louie while life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest



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

Gentleman songsters off on a spree
Doomed from here to eternity
Lord have mercy on such as we
Baa, baa, baa.