Текст песни Old Deuteronomy - From "Cats" - Denis Quilley , The New World Philharmonic

Old Deuteronomy has lived a long time
He's a cat who has lived many lives in succession
He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme
A long while before Queen Victoria's accession
Old Deuteronomy has buried nine wives and more
I am tempted to say ninety-nine
And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
And the village is proud of him in his decline
At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy
As he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall
The oldest inhabitant croaks, "Well, of all things
Can it be really? Yes? No? Ho? Hi? Oh my eye!
My mind may be wandering but I confess
I believe it is old Deuteronomy"
Old Deuteronomy sits in the street
He sits in the High Street on market day
The bullocks may bellow, the sheep they may bleat
But the dogs and the herdsmen will turn them away
The cars and the lorries run over the curb
And the villagers put up a notice "Road Closed"
So that nothing untoward may chance to disturb
Deuteronomy's rest when he feels so disposed
The digestive repose of that feline's gastronomy
Must never be broken, whatever befall
And the oldest inhabitant croaks, "Well, of all things
Can it be really? Yes? No? Ho? Hi? Oh my eye!
My mind may be wandering but I confess
I believe it is old Deuteronomy"
Well, of all things, can it be really?
Yes? No? Ho? Hi? Oh my eye!
Your legs may be tottery, you must go slow
And be careful of old Deuteronomy