Hello Dolly Soundtrack Put On Your Sunday Clothes Lyrics

Put On Your Sunday Clothes Lyrics

Cornelius

 Out there

 There's a world outside of Yonkers

 Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby

 There's a slick town, Barnaby

 Out there

 Full of shine and full of sparkle

 Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnaby

 Listen, Barnaby...

 

 Put on your Sunday clothes, there's lots of world out there

 Get out the brillantine and dime cigars

 We're gonna find adventure in the evening air

 Girls in white

 In a perfumed night

 Where the lights are bright as the stars!

 Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town

 In one of those new horsedrawn open cars

 

 Cornelius & Barnaby

 We'll see the shows

 At Delmonico's

 And we'll close the town in a whirl

 And we won't come home until we've kissed a girl!

 

 Dolly

 Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

 Strut down the street and have your picture took

 Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

 

 Both

 That Sunday shine

 Is a certain sign

 That you feel as fine as you look!

 

 Dolly & Ambrose

 Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile

 That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

 

 Dolly, Ambrose, Cornelius, & Barnaby

 Get out your feathers

 Your patent leathers

 Your beads and buckles and bows

 For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!

 

 Townspeople, All

 Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out

 Strut down the street and have your picture took

 Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

 That Sunday shine is a certain sign

 That you feel as fine as you look!

 Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile

 That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

 Get out your feathers

 Your patent leathers

 Your beads and buckles and bows

 For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!

 

 Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song

 A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose

 Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers

 Your red suspenders and hose

 For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!

 

 Dolly

 Ermengarde, stop sniveling - Don't cry on the valises!

 We haven't missed the train, thank the Lord!

 Lovely, you're improving - Now get all 11 pieces, 

 We're 7 minutes late.

 All Aboard!

 

 All

 All Aboard! All Aboard! 

 All Aboard! All Aboard!

 Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there

 Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes

 We're gonna find adventure in the evening air

 To town we'll trot

 To a smoky spot

 Where the girls are hot as a fuse!

 Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff

 We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove

 We'll join the Astors

 At Tony Pastor's

 And this I'm positive of

 That we won't come home

 That we won't come home

 No we won't come home until we fall in love!

 

 Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff

 We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove

 We'll join the Astors

 At Tony Pastor's

 And this I'm positive of

 That we won't come home

 That we won't come home

 No we won't come home until we fall in love!