Wizard of Oz. Act II. Finale. Vocal score.
Music by Paul Tietjens.
Sheet music found at The Internet Archive:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics:
Chorus:
The Wizard is no longer king,
Away with him to prison,
We can’t put up with such a thing,
So clap him tight in jail!
The law upon him we will bring,
The people have arisen,
Let no one further to him cling,
‘Twill be of no avail.
Sir Wiley Gyle:
My right I must demand
‘Twas I showed up his hand,
To me the crown of Oz
Should now be given!
Pastoria:
The rightful ruler am I now,
I place the crown upon my brow,
Away with both of them
To ‘wait their punishment.
Dorothy:
I’m just a simple girl from the prairie,
[The remaining lyrics of the song “Just A Simple Girl From the Prairie” are not written in, so I did not sing them in this performance. However, you can find the full song of “Just A Simple Girl From the Prairie” on its own webpage on our website.]
Chorus:
Peace and concord
On us now shower their blessings,
No more will strife
Sound its warlike alarms
Again will love
With tender caressings clasp us
Gently in its arms
Clasp us gently in its arms.
Sir Dashemoff Daily:
Happy maidens, sweetly smiling
With charm laden youths beguiling
In the dance’s winding mazes
With warm glances, yet demure.
All love’s harvest they are spending
In youth’s happy golden dream
As with revel never ending,
They sport in the love moon’s gleam.
Ah! Happy maidens
Sweetly smiling,
Charm laden youths beguiling
Ah! Youths beguiling
Ah! Love’s harvest they are spending
in youth’s happy golden dream
in youth’s happy, happy golden dream.
Chorus: (Under Dashemoff’s previous verse)
Peace and concord
On us now shower their blessings
No more will strife
Sound its warlike alarms
Again will love
With tender caressings
Clasp us gently in its arms
Clasp us gently gently in its arms.
Rejoice for the Wizard is no longer King!
All you maidens and youths
Come join in singing.
Sing out,
And let your voices loudly ring,
We’ll shout hip, hip, hooray,
The Wizard’s surely down and out.
We now will make our
dear Pastoria King
For he is the rightful ruler of this land.
All hail, All hail to him we gladly sing
Let joy and pleasure rise on every hand.
Youth must be jolly,
Youth must be gay,
Youth must have folly
to make it stay
Come join the frolic,
come join the throng,
We’ll gladly rolic the whole day long.
Youth must be jolly,
Youth must be gay,
Youth must have folly
to make it stay
Come join the frolic,
come join the throng,
We’ll gladly rolic the whole day long.
Rejoice for the Wizard is no longer King!
All you maidens and youths,
Come join in singing:
Sing out
And let your voices loudly ring,
We’ll shout hip, hip, hooray!
The Wizard’s surely down and out,
We now
will make our dear Pastoria King.
Come join us and give him
A rousing good cheer.
All hail to Pastoria!
All hail to Pastoria,
The greatest monarch
That we have ever had
All hail! All hail!
Sung here by Vancha March: