Trumpeter, Blow Your Golden Horn

Lyrics

[ENSEMBLE] O trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn O trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn A White House baby will very soon be born A White House baby will very soon be born Blow your horn With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha There's something glorious happening today For all the citizens of the U.S.A.  A White House baby will very soon be born! Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn Oh, trumpeter, blow your horn Your golden horn, your golden horn Oh, doctor, doctor, what's the news, we pray? Wе've waited for your bulletin all day [DOCTOR] Thе baby of the President and Frau Will be here almost any moment now [ENSEMBLE] With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha Oh, doctor, here is the one thing we must know We're all of us anxious and we've got to know The baby, is it to be a girl or boy? A baby girl or boy? A nation's pride and joy! We must know whether it's a girl or boy A girl or boy! [DOCTOR] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [ENSEMBLE] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [CHIEF FLUNKY, spoken] The Supreme Court [JUSTICES] We're the one, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight, nine Supreme Court Judges [ENSEMBLE] With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha With a hey-nonny-nonny and a ha-cha-cha About the baby Will it be a boy or girl A he or she? [JUSTICES] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [ENSEMBLE] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [CHIEF FLUNKY, spoken] The Secretary of Agriculture [LIPPMAN] The farmers in the dell The farmers in the dell They all keep a-asking me A boy or a gal? [JUSTICES] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [ENSEMBLE] Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [CHIEF FLUNKY, spoken] The Secretary of the Navy [GILHOOLEY] All the sailors in the Navy In these great United States Do not eat their bowls of gravy Nor the captains nor the mates They refuse to jib their anchors Strike a boom, or heave a sail 'Til you've satisfied their hanker Is it female or a male? [JUSTICES] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [ENSEMBLE] Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [CHIEF FLUNKY, spoken] Senator Carver Jones [JONES] Out on the prairie The cowboys all keep asking of me He or a she She or a he? Out on the prairie For baby boy or girl they are keen But they want nothing in between [JUSTICES] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [ENSEMBLE] Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court [CHIEF FLUNKY] Senator Robert E. Lyons [LYONS] Way down upon the Swanee River Folks are filled with joy But they wanna know what will the stork deliver Will it be a girl or a boy? [ENSEMBLE] There's something glorious happening today A baby will be born A baby will be born Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn!