Tenor and baritone

H. Wilson

Chorus

Tenor and baritone, we are respectively,

We can in merry tone sing most effectively.

Song or duets add to our art.

Trio, quartet, each takes his part.

And oh for the power that a vocalist can sway,

And oh for the music that makes us fair and gay,

For man can be happy with a voice to call his own.

He may either be a tenor, a sweet melodious tenor,

Or else a rich, resounding baritone.

Tenor

I sing of love in sweetest strain,

In songs of all countries and climes.

I sing to fair damsels again and again,

For a tenor's in love at all times.

His sweetheart rejoices in several names,

Mary, Annabelle, Sue;

But it matters not if he's endless flames,

For a tenor can never be untrue,

For tenors are always true.

Baritone

But the baritone sings of the glorious battlefield,

He's a soldier, or a sailor, and his trusty sword he'll wield.

He fights for his country and he never fears a foe,

He'll defy the raging tempest, when the stormy winds do blow,

Or he'll turn bloodthirsty pirate or a gypsy or a thief,

His many occupations are almost beyond belief,

And his might is so tremendous he can call the world his own.

It's a privilege to be a mighty baritone.

(Chorus)