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Fiddler On The Roof - "Tradition"
Lyrics to Tradition : [TEVYE] Tradition, tradition! Tradition! Tradition, tradition! Tradition! [TEVYE & PAPAS] Who, day and night, must scramble for a living, Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers' And who has the right, as master of the house, To have the final word at home' The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. [GOLDE & MAMAS] Who must know the way to make a proper home, A quiet home, a kosher home' Who must raise the family and run the home, So Papas free to read the holy books' The Mama, the Mama! Tradition! The Mama, the Mama! Tradition! [SONS] At three, I started Hebrew school. At ten, I learned a trade. I hear theyve picked a bride for me. I hope shes pretty. The son, the son! Tradition! The son, the son! Tradition! [DAUGHTERS] And who does Mama teach to mend and tend and fix, Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks' The daughter, the daughter! Tradition! The daughter, the daughter! Tradition! [MATCHMAKER] Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match. Find me a find, catch me a catch. Matchmaker, matchmaker, look through your book And make me a perfect match. Matchmaker, matchmaker, Ill bring the veil. You bring the groom, slender and pale. Bring me a ring, for Im longing to be The envy of all I see. For Papa, make him a scholar. For Mama, make him rich as a king. For me, well, I wouldnt holler If her were as handsome as anything. Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match. Find me a find, catch me a catch. Night after night, in the dark, Im alone. So, find me a match of my own. [TSEITEL] Hodel, oh Hodel, have I made a match for you. Hes handsome! Hes young! All right, hes 62. But hes a nice man, a good catch. True' True! I promise youll be happy. And even if youre not, Theres more to life than that. Dont ask me what! Chava! Ive found him! Will you be a lucky bride! Hes handsome. Hes tall! That is, from side to side. But hes a nice man, a good catch, Right' Right! Youve heard he has a temper. Hell beat you every night. But only when hes sober- so youre all right! Did you think youd get a prince' Well I do the best I can. With no dowry, no money, no family background, Be glad you got a man! Matchmaker, matchmaker, you know that Im Still very young. Please, take your time. Up to this minute, Ive misunderstood That I could get stuck for good. Dear Yenta, see that hes gentle. Remember, you were also a bride. Its not that Im sentimental. Its just that Im terrified! Matchmaker, matchmaker, plan me no plans. Im in no rush. maybe Ive learned Playing with matches a girl can get burned. So bring me no ring, groom me no groom, Find me no find, catch me no catch. Unless hes a matchless match! [ Tradition Lyrics ]
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