Lyrics Tom, Dick or Harry - Cole Porter
I've
made
a
haul
in
all
the
leading
rackets
From
which
rip-roarin'
rich
I
happen
to
be,
And
if
thou
wouldst
attain
the
upper
brackets,
Marry
me,
marry
me,
marry
me.
My
purse
has
yet
to
know
a
silver
lining,
Still
lifeless
in
my
wifeless
family
tree,
But
if
for
love
unending
thou
art
pining,
Marry
me,
marry
me,
marry
me.
I
come
to
thee
a
thoroughbred
patrician
Still
spaying
my
decaying
family
tree.
To
give
a
social
goose
to
thy
position,
Marry
me,
marry
me,
marry
me.
Marry
me!
GREMIO
& LUCENTIO:
Marry
me!
Marry
me!
GREMIO
& HORTENSIO:
Marry
me!
Marry
me!
Marry
me!
3 SUITORS:
Marry
me!
I'm
a
maid
who
would
marry
And
will
take
with
no
qualm
Any
Tom,
Dick
or
Harry,
Any
Harry,
Dick
or
Tom,
I'm
a
maid
mad
to
marry
And
will
take
double-quick
Any
Tom,
Dick
or
Harry,
Any
Tom,
Harry
or
Dick.
I'm
the
man
thou
shouldst
marry.
Howdy,
Pop!
Howdy,
Mom.
I'm
the
man
thou
shouldst
marry.
Art
thou
Harry,
Dick
or
Tom?
I'm
the
man
thou
shouldst
marry.
Howdy,
pal!
Howdy,
chick!
Art
thou
Tom,
Dick
or
Harry?
3 SUITORS:
Call
me
Tom,
Harry
or
Dick.
BIANCA
& SUITORS:
I'm
(She's)
a
maid
who
would
marry
And
would
no
longer
tarry,
I'm
(She's)
a
maid
who
would
marry,
May
my
hopes
not
miscarry!
I'm
(She's)
a
maid
mad
to
marry
And
will
take
double-quick
Any
Tom,
Dick
or
Harry,
Any
Tom,
Harry
or
Dick.
BIANCA
& SUITORS:
A
dicka
dick,
A
dicka
dick,
A
dicka
dick,
A
dicka
dick!
A
dicka
dick,
A
dicka
dick,
A
dicka
dick...
Any
Tom,
Dick
or
Harry,
Any
Tom,
Harry
or
Dick!
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