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The Stately Homes Of England

アーティスト:Noël Coward  作詞:COWARD NOEL  作曲:COWARD NOEL 

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Lord Elderly, Lord Borrowmere, Lord Sickert and Lord Camp. With every virtue, every grace, Ah, what avails the sceptred race. Here you see the four of us, And there are so many more of us- Eldest sons That must succeed. We know how Caesar conquered Gaul, And how to whack a cricket ball; Apart from this, our education Lacks co-ordination. Though we're young, And tentative, And rather rip-representative Scions of a noble breed, We are the products of those homes, Serene and stately, That only lately, Seem to have run to seed. The stately homes of England How beautiful they stand, To prove the upper classes Have still the upper hand. Though the fact that they have to be rebuilt, And frequently mortgaged to the hilt Is inclined to take the gilt Off the gingerbread, And certainly damps the fun Of the eldest son- But still, we won't be beaten, We'll scrimp and scrape and save. The playing fields of Eton Have made us frightfully brave. And though if the Van Dycks have to go And we pawn the Bechstein Grand, We'll stand By the stately homes of England. Here you see The pick of us. You may be heartily sick of us. Still, with sense We're all imbued. Our homes command extensive views, And with assistance from the Jews,


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