Programme 1978 – Old Time Music Hall

In the Year 1978

NAPIER OPERATIC SOCIETY Inc.

PROUDLY PRESENTS

in its Tabard Theatre

Under the Direction of that noted Entrepreneur Madame Dawn Unsworth
Theatrical Agent for Artistes of Quality and for the Terpsichorial Interpretations.

Mistress of the Massed Pianoforte Miss Victoria Mason

THE
SPLENDIFEROUS
SONG SHEET & BILLING FOR

OLD TIME
MUSIC HALL

HOST AND CHAIRMAN   PAUL GROSVENOR WARING Esq.

LADIES OF THE CHORUS & TERPSICHORIANS
JAN WARK
LEE LOCKYER
SUSAN FLETT
JILLIAN SWEENEY
RACHEL GOWING
RUTH TURNER
VALERIE SHAW
KAY ROBINSON
MARGARET MARRIOTT
CHRISTINA GALE
ELLY-ANN PRITCHARD
SANDRA APPERLEY
AVIS BLACKBURN
MOYRA BEWLEY

GENTLEMEN OF THE CHORUS
TOM TAYLOR
BARRY GARLAND
JAMES TURI
PAUL TOWNSEND
ALEX HARDING
CHRISTOPHER PREECE
DAVID EVANS
PETER DE GARIS
DAVID REEFMAN
PETER PANGARI
CAMPBELL SOUTER
PAUL MORGAN
BILL TRESEDER

Stage Manager Supreme: Mr ROBERT LOCKYER
Ladies & Gents Modish Fashions: Madame LOIS REEFMAN
Mistress of Properties: Madame KATHERINE SINGLETON and willing helpers
Gaslight Design: Mr GWYN ACE   Gaslight Operator: Madame ALLISON WRIGHT
Set and Stage Preparation Experts: MALCOLM KENAH, BARRY BROWNE, BOB DRINKWATER, PETER SHEPHERD and ALEC WALLACE
Champion Flyman: NEILL SMITH   Call Steward: JEANETTE MURRAY
Mistresses of Power & Paint: Madames DAWN McCOWATT and MINNIE WRIGHT
Music Ensemble: Messrs LEON SPEAKMAN, MAURICE BARTLETT and BARRY NICHOLS.
Cooks & Bottle Washers Supreme: Mesdames LYNDSAY BROWNE, FRANCIS MURRAY and other willing helpers
Hostesses Devine: Madame JILLIAN LEE and her team of shapely assistants
Scenic Cloths Artiste: Mr BRENT REDDING

The Highly Esteemed & Venerable Executive Committee:
Edward Collier, Patron
William Beckett, Pres.
Donald Hurley, Vice-Pres.
William Perry, Chair.
Frederic Twyford, Sec./Treas.
Bunny Unsworth
Audrey London
Malcolm Kenah
Robert Lockyer
Lyndsay Browne
Allan Jones
Robin Johnson
Moyra Bewley
Jill Lee
Brian Gempton
Doreen Hawke

DANNY BOY
Oh Danny Boy, the Pipes, the pipes are calling,
From Glen to Glen, and down the mountain side.
The Summer’s gone and all the roses falling.
It’s you, It’s you must go – and I must bide.
But come ye back when Summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow.
I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy I love you so.

BELIEVE ME
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy gifts fading away.
Thou wouldst still be adored
As this moment thou art.
Let thy loveliness fade as it will.
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart,
Would entwine itself verdantly still.

IRISH EYES
When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure it’s like a morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems light and gay,
But when Irish hearts [eyes] are smiling, sure it steals your heart away.

Mrs MURPHY’S CHOWDER
Who threw the overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder?
Nobody spoke, so he shouted all the louder.’
It’s a Irish trick, that’s true.
I can lick the mick that threw
The overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder.

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YANKEE DOODLE
Yankee Doodle went to London
Riding on a pony,
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.
Yankee Doodle keep it up
Yankee Doodle Dandy,
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy
Oh I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy
Yankee Doodle do or die,
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam
Born on the Fourth of July.

WHEN THE SAINTS COME MARCHING

POLLY WOLLY DOODLE
Oh I went down south for to see my Sal,
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the way.
My Sally am a spunky gal,
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well my fairy fay.
Oh I’m off to Louisiana,
For to see my Susy Anna
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
(Repeat) Fare thee well, etc.

OH SUSANNAH
I come from Alabama wid my banjo
On my knee.
I’m gwine to Louisiana my true love
For to see.
It rained all night de day I left
De weather it was dry,
De sun so hot I froze to death
Susannah don’t you cry
Oh Susannah, oh don’t you cry for me,
I’ve come from Alabama with my
Banjo on my knee.

DIXIE
I wish I was in de land of cotton
Old times dar am not forgotten
Lok away, look way, look way,
Dixie land
In Dixie land whar I was born in
Early on one frosty morn
Look away, lookaway, look away
Dixie land
Den I wish I was in Dixie, hooray
Hooray
In Dixie land I’ll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie.
Away (away, away (away),
Away down south in Dixie
Away, away, away down south in
Dixie.

OH DEM GOLDEN SLIPPERS
On dem golden slippers
Oh dem golden slippers,
Golden slippers ise gwine to wear,
Because they look so neat.
Oh dem golden slippers
Oh dem golden slippers,
Golden slippers ise gwine to wear
To walk de golden street.

GLORY GLORY HALLELUJAH
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord,
He is tramping out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He has loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword
His Truth is marching on.
Glory glory hallelujah,
Glory glory hallelujah,
Glory glory hallelujah,
His soul is marching on.

LOVE SCENA

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I’LL BE YOUR SWEETHEART
I’ll be your sweetheart
If you will be mine.
All my life
I’ll be your Valentine.
Bluebells we’ll gather,
Keep them and be true.
When I’m a man my plan
Will be to marry you.

HONEYSUCKLE
You are my honey honeysuckle
I am the bee.
I’d like to sip the honey sweet
From those red lips you see.
I love you dearly dearly
And I want you to love me.
You are my honey honeysuckle
I am the bee.

APPLE TREE
In the shade of the old apple tree,
Where the love in your eyes I could see,
When the voice that I heard
Like the song of the bird
Seemed to whisper sweet music to me.
I could hear the dull buzz of the bee
In the blossoms when you said to me,
With a heart that is true
I’ll be waiting for you,
In the shade of the old apple tree.

IF YOU WERE THE ONLY GIRL IN THE WORLD
If you were the only girl in the world,
And I were the only boy,
Nothing else would matter in the world today
We could go on loving the same old way
A Garden of Eden just made to two,
With nothing to mar our joy.
I would say just wonderful things to you,
There would be such wonderful things to do.
If you were the only girl in the world
And I were the only boy.

MY PRETTY JANE
Then pretty Jane my dearest Jane,
Ah never look so shy,
But meet me meet me in the evening,
When the bloom is on the rye.

TIPTOE THROUGH THE TULIPS
Tip toe to the window,
By the window,
By the window,
That is where I’ll be
Come tiptoe
Thru the tulips with me.
Tiptoe from your pillow,
To the shadow of a willow tree,
And tiptoe thru the tulips with me.
Knee deep in flowers we’ll stray,
We’ll keep the showers away,
And if I kiss you in the garden
In the moonlight,
Will you pardon me?
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me.

PUT ON YOUR TATA
Put on your tata little girlie
Do do what I want you to!
Far from the busy hurly burly
I’ve got lots to say to you.
My head’s completely twirly-whirly
My girl I want you to be,
So put on your ta-ta, your pretty little ta-ta
And come out a-ta-ta with me.

JUST A SONG AT TWILIGHT
Just a song at twilight,
When the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows
Softly come and go.
Though the heart be weary,
Sad the day and long.
Still to us at twilight
Comes love’s old song
Comes love’s old sweet song.

5

COME TO THE FAIR
The sun is ashining to welcome the day,
Heigh-ho Come to the fair.
The fold are all singing so merry and gay,
Heigh-ho Come to the fair.
All the stalls on the green are as fine as can be,
With trinkets and tokens so pretty to see
So it’s come then, maidens and men,
To the fair in the pride of the morning
So deck yourselves out in your finest array,
With a heigh-ho Come to the fair.

STRAWBERRY FAIR
As I was going to Strawberry Fair
Rifol, rifol, tolly diddle ay doh,
I met a maiden taking her ware,
Folly dee,
Her eyes were blue and gold in her hair
As she went on to Strawberry Fair.
Rifol, rifol, tolly diddle ay doh,
Rifol, rifol, tolly diddle dee.

UNCLE TOM COBLEIGH AND ALL
Tom Pearce, Tom Pearce, lend me your grey mare
All along, down along, out along lee
For I want for to go to Widdicombe Fair
With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney,
Peter Davy, Dan’l Whiddon, Henry Hawke
Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh and all
Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh and all.

And when shall I see again my grey mare?
All along, down along out along lee.
By Friday soon or Saturday noon.

6

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN
They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace,
Christopher Robin went down with Alice.

THE ROAST BEEF OF OLD ENGLAND
Since mighty roast beef is an Englishman’s food,
It accounts for the freedom that runs in his blood,
For generous living’s the step to all good.
Oh, The roast beef of old England!
And oh! The old English roast beef!
Our Fathers of old were robust, stout and strong
And kept open house with good cheer all day long,
Which made their plump tenants rejoice in this song,
Oh! The roast beef of old England!

Three cheers for the red white and blue,
Three cheers for the red white and blue,
Three cheers for the army and the navy
Three cheers for the red white and blue.

BRITISH GRENADIERS
Some talk of Alexander and some of Hercules,
Of Hector and Lysander and such great
Names as these.
But of all the world’s brave heroes
There’s none that can compare,
With a tow row row row row row
To the British Grenadiers.

Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves
Britons never never never shall be slaves.

LAND OF HOPE AND GLORY
Land of hope and glory
Mother of the free,
How can we extol thee
Who are born of thee.
Wider still and wider
Shall our bonds be met.
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet.
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet.

JERUSALEM
And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon England’s mountains green,
And was the Holy Lamb of God on England’s
Pleasant pastures seen
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark santanic [satanic] mills.

RETURN WITH YOUR FRIENDS TO THE TABARD THEATRE

Creative talents of willing friends have added to your comfort and enjoyment.

1

LONDON COCKNEY SCENE
Let’s all go down the Strand,
Let’s all go down the Strand,
I’ll be leader, you can march behind,
Come with me and see what we can find.
Let’s all go down the Strand,
Oh what a happy land.
That’s the place for fun and noise,
All among the girls and boys,
So let’s all go down the Strand.

BULL AND BUSH
Come, come, come and make eyes at me
Down at the old Bull and Bush
Come, come, drink some port wine with me
Down at the old Bull and Bush.
Hear the little German Band
Just let me hold your hand dear
Do, do come and have a drink or two
Down at the old Bull and Bush.

TAVERN IN THE TOWN
There is a tavern in the town, in the town,
And there my true love sits him down, sits him down,
And drinks his wine mid laughter free,
And never never thinks of me.
Fare-thee-well for I must leave thee
Do not let this parting grieve thee
And remember that the best of friends must
Part, must part
Adieu, adieu kind friends
Adieu, adieu, adieu.
I can no longer stay with you
Stay with you.
I’ll hang my harp on a weeping
Willow tree
And may the world go well with thee.

BROWN JUG
Ha ha ha you and me
Little brown jug don’t I love thee,
Ha ha ha you and me
Little brown jug don’t I love thee.

SALLY
Sally, Sally, don’t ever wander
Away from the alley and me.
Sally, Sally, marry me Sally
And happy forever I’ll be.
When skies are blue you’re beguiling
When they are grey you’re still smiling,
Smiling,
Sally, Sally price of our alley
You’re more than the whole world to me.

LONDON PRIDE
London pride has been handed down to us,
London pride is a flower that’s free.
London pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Woa Liza, see the coster barrows
Vegetable marrows, and the fruit piled high.
Woa Liza, little London sparrows.’
Covent Garden market where the costers cry.
Cockney feet mark the beat of history
Every street pins a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite replace the grade of London
London town

MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE I’M A LONDONER
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner,
That I love London so.
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
That I think of her, wherever I go.
I get a funny feeling inside of me
Just walking up and down.
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner,
That I love London Town.

2

IF YOU’RE IRISH
If you’re Irish come into the parlour,
There’s a welcome there for you.
If your name is Timothy or Pat,
So long as you come from Ireland
There’s a welcome on the mat.
If you come from the Mountains of Morne
Or Killarney’s lakes so blue
Wherever you are you are one of us,
Come right in and we’ll make a fuss
If you’re Irish this is the place for you.

THE ENTIRE & EXTENSIVE
PROGRAMME OF ENTERTAINMENT
FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT AND EDIFICATION

Introduction   Chairman
LONDON SCENA   Opening Resident Chorus
Mr BARRY GARLAND   “I Parted my Hair in the Middle”
Comedian de Luxe
SKETCH   “Somnambulist”
THE MORALITY SONGSTERS:
Madame LEE LOCKYER   “Always Take Mother’s Advice”
Miss RUTH TURNER   “A Mother’s Appeal to Her Boy”
Miss JILLIAN SWEENEY   “The Gypsy’s Warning”
Mr HAROLD UNSWORTH   “I’m Fou the Noo”
Scotia Songster Supreme
Madame VALARIE SHAW   “When Song is Sweet”
Statuesque Artiste par excellence
IRISH SCENA   County Cork Chorale
Madame MOYRA BEWLEY   “The Simple Little Maiden”
Scintillating Serio-Comic
Mr WAYNE LISTER   “The Spaniard That Blighted My Life”
The Incomparable Comic King
Madame CHRISTINA GALE   Musetta’s Waltz Song
World renowned Singer of Opera
AMERICAN SCENA   The International Vaudeville Ensemble

– INTERVAL –

LOVE SCENA   Resident Chorus
Mr ROBERT HOUSTON   “The Road to Mandalay”
The Internationally famed heroic bass baritone
or
Mr HALDANE SCOUGALL   “Shine Through My Dreams”
The Internationally renowned tenor extraordinaire
Madame Margaret Marriott & Tom Taylor
Comedians de luxe   “Archibald Certainly Not”
MAYDAY SCENA   Titillating Terpsichorians and Chorus
Madame RACHEL GOWING & Mr PETER PANGARI
Delightful Duetists
“Beautiful Dreamer”
Mr WAYNE LISTER   “What Would You Take Me For Papa?”
Mr WILLIAM TRESEDER   “The English Rose”
Guest Opera Star
Mr HAROLD UNSWORTH   “The Pigtail of Li Fang Fu”
Mr PAUL WARING   “A Welcome in the Hillside”
Star of Opera
Mrs JAN WARK   “It’s All Right in the Summertime”
Comic of Considerable Consequence
FINALE: A Poignant Patriotic Salute to the Throne
The Ensemble

NEXT YEAR’S SHOWS

“GREASE” – Early May – Napier Municipal Theatre. The Show on which the film was based.

“THE GREAT WALTZ” – Early August – Napier Municipal Theatre. A lavish presentation of Strauss’s best music.

“OLD TIME MUSIC HALL” – Nov/Dec. – Tabard Theatre. If you like tonight’s production, you will like this one also.

Become a financial member and get preferential booking rights. Send $5.00 for your 1979 subscription to Box 756 Napier.

We always need active members, both on the stage and backstage. Phone 54 334 if you are interested in joining us in some way.

McMillin Craig Ltd., Napier