OPENING CHORUS

O H , the candidates blooming in spring, tra la,
Have seldom a chance in the race;
Though they all throw their hats in the ring, tra la,
It won't even get them a thing, tra, la,
They don't even figure for place.
No!
They don't even figure for place.
So listen and hark to the song that I sing,
And don't start your boomlet a-booming in spring.
Tra la la la la la, Tra la la la la la,
The boomlet that booms in the spring,
Tra la la la la la, Tra la la la la la,
The boomlet that booms in the spring.