The King’s New Clothes

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Once upon a time there was a king Now this king was very fond of wearing brand new clothes And one day, two wicked swindlers who said they were tailors Came to sell him what they said was a magic suit of clothes Now to tell the truth, there wasn't any suit of clothes But the swindlers held up their hands like this And they said, "Your Majesty, this is a magic suit of clothes" And His Majesty said, "Well, uh, uh, where is it? I don't see it" And they said, "One moment, Your Majesty Naturally, since you're so very wisе and intelligent You can see how beautiful it is But to a fool it is absolutеly invisible" "Oh, oh, I see," said the king, "I see" And not wanting to appear a fool, he quickly added [Pre-Chorus] "Isn't it grand! Isn't it fine! Look at the cut, the style, the line! [Chorus] "The suit of clothes is altogether But altogether, it's altogether The most remarkable suit of clothes That I have ever seen These eyes of mine at once determined The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine The hose are blue and the doublet is A lovely shade of green (Lovely shade of green) Somebody send for the queen" [Verse 2] And they sent for the queen And she came in and she was told about how only wise people Could see the magic suit of clothes And not wanting to appear a fool, she quickly agreed [Pre-Chorus] "Isn't it oh! Isn't it ah! Isn't it absolutely *Whistle* [Chorus] "The suit of clothes is altogether But altogether, it's altogether The most remarkable suit of clothes That I have ever seen These eyes of mine at once determined The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine The hose are blue and the doublet is A lovely shade of green (Lovely shade of green) Summon the court to convene" [Verse 3] The royal court convened And the ministers came in And the ambassadors And the counts And the dukes and duchesses And they all gathered round And were told about the magic suit of clothes And not wanting to seem like fools, they also agreed [Pre-Chorus] "Isn't it great! Isn't it rich! Look at the charm of every stitch! [Chorus] "The suit of clothes is altogether But altogether, it's altogether The most remarkable suit of clothes As you've already said These eyes of ours at once determined The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine The hose are blue and the doublet is A lovely shade of red (Green!) Oh yes, green How did we think it was red?" [Verse 4] Ha, ha, ha And the king issued a proclamation As follows [Chorus] "The suit of clothes is altogether But altogether, it's altogether The most remarkable suit of clothes A tailor ever made Now quickly, put it all together With gloves of leather and hat and feather It's altogether the thing to wear In Saturday's parade (Saturday's parade) Leading the royal brigade" [Verse 5] And Saturday came And by that time everyone had heard About the king's new magic suit of clothes And everyone was very anxious to see His Majesty Marching in his new suit The people lined the streets As the artillery came by And the cavalry came by And the fife and drum corps And then the royal guard And finally, the king! The king! And everybody shouted and cheered (Hooray!) For nobody wanted to appear a fool Nobody, that is, except one little boy Who for some reason hadn't heard About the magic suit of clothes And didn't know what he was supposed to see He took one look and exclaimed [Pre-Chorus] "Look at the king! Look at the king! Look at the king, the king, the king! [Chorus] The king is in the altogether But altogether, the altogether He's altogether as naked as The day that he was born The king is in the altogether But altogether, the altogether It's altogether the very least The king has ever worn" [Post-Chorus] Call the court physician! Call an intermission! His Majesty is wide open to ridicule and scorn [Chorus] The king is in the altogether But all together, the altogether He's altogether as naked as The day that he was born And it's altogether too chilly a morn It's altogether, it's altogether too chilly a morn
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Credits
- Writers
- Frank Loesser