Lyrics Tradition (From "Fiddler on the Roof") - Anthony Newley

Who day and night must scramble for a living?
Feed a wife and children?
Say his daily prayers?
And who has the right as master of the house
To have the final say at home?

The papa, the papa
Tradition!
The papa, the papa
Tradition!

Who must know the way to make a proper home?
A quiet home, a kosher home
Who must raise a family and run the home
So papa's free to read the holy book?

The mama, the mama
Tradition!
The mama, the mama
Tradition

At three I started Hebrew school
At ten I learned a trade
I hear they've picked a bride for me, I hope
She's pretty

The sons, the sons
Tradition!
The sons, the sons
Tradition!

And who does mama teach
To mend and tend and fix?
Preparing me to marry
Whoever papa picks

The daughters, the daughters
Tradition!
The daughters, the daughters
Tradition!

The papa
The mama
The sons
The daughters
Tradition

The papa, the papa
Tradition!