A Real Nice Clambake
- Alana Hibbert (2015)You are listening to the song A Real Nice Clambake by Alana Hibbert, writer by Richard Rodgers;Oscar Hammerstein II in album Carousel: 2015 Stratford Festival Cast Recording. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
- Blow High, Blow Low - Evan Buliung
- A Real Nice Clambake - Alana Hibbert
- Geraniums In The Winder; Stonecutter Cut It On Stone - Ensemble
- Prologue: The Carousel Waltz - Carousel Orchestra
- Mister Snow - Julie Jordan
- If I Loved You - Billy Bigelow
- June Is Bustin' Out All Over - Alana Hibbert
- Mister Snow (Reprise) - Robin Evan Willis
- When The Children Are Asleep - Robin Evan Willis
- Soliloquy - Billy Bigelow
- What's The Use Of Wond'rin' - Julie Jordan
- You'll Never Walk Alone - Alana Hibbert
- The Highest Judge Of All - Billy Bigelow
- The Ballet - Carousel Orchestra
- If I Loved You (Reprise) - Billy Bigelow
- You'll Never Walk Alone (Reprise) - The Company
Lyrics
This was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet
The company was the same
Our hearts are warm, our bellies are full
And we are feeling prime
This was a real nice clambake
And we all had a real good time.
Fust come codfish chowder
Cooked in iron kettles
Onions floating on the top
Curlin' up in pettals.
Throw'd in ribbons of salted pork
An old New England trick
And lapped it all up with a clamshell
Tied onto a bayberry stick.
Oh, this was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet
The company was the same
Our hearts are warm, our bellies are full
And we are feeling prime
This was a real nice clambake
And we all had a real good time.
Remember when we raked them red hot lobsters
Out of the driftwood fire?
They sizzled and crackled and sputtered a song
Fittin' for an angels' choir.
Fittin' for an angels
Fittin' for an angels
Fittin' for an angels choir.
We slit 'em down the back and peppered 'em good
And doused 'em in melted butter.
Then we tore away the claws and cracked 'em with our teeth
Cuz we weren't in the mood to putter.
Fittin' for an angels
Fittin' for an angels
Fittin' for an angels choir
Then at last come the clams
Steamed under rockweed and poppin' from their shells
Just how many of 'em galloped down our gullets
We couldn't say ourselves, oh.
This was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came
The vittles we et
Were good, you bet
The company was the same
Our hearts are warm, our bellies are full
And we are feeling prime
This was a real nice clambake
And we all had a real good time
We said it 'afore and we'll say it again
We all had a real good time!
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