Music by Richard Rodgers
Lyrics by Lorenz Hart
Written for “A Connecticut Yankee 1927″
Introduced by: Constance Carpenter in Stamford, Connecticut, tryout. Dropped
before the New York opening. Replaced by “Nothing’s Wrong”
Recorded by Charlotte Rae in “Rodgers and Hart Revisited”
All court conversation
To my observation
And woefully pert;
With joy unabating
To dish thee the dirt;
Such talk never charms me,
In sooth, it alarms me
When told by a hoyden or a valet.
Mere greetings and glances
Rouse talk of romances;
Each kiss is a study in scarlet.
Oh dear, when there’s scandal about the court,
Oh dear, at the naughtiness they report,
Things they say sound very queer to me,
What they mean is never clear to me,
But it can’t be very nice
The way they hush;
Such sights are not fit for a maiden’s view.
Oh, dear, I know just what I ought to do,
But you see,
I can’t condemn a tale
If its end I do not know.
Oh dear, I blush!
But I love it so!
Oh dear, but the Queen carries on a bit;
Oh, dear, though I breathe not a word of it,
Launcelot loveth her beauty well;
As a knight, he doth his duty well;
On the throne, they get very warm,
They burn the plush.
Arthur is a rather unwary King;
The Queen made Launcelot honorary King;
To be sure,
It’s none of my concern
If he kissed her once or twice.
Oh dear, I blush!
But it’s rather nice!
Tristan told his heart to Isolde in song;
Oh dear, but the song was six hours long;
What they did was wrong beyond a doubt
If it took so long to sing about;
And the thought can make my lily
Cheek to flush.
Oh dear, how they yodeled of love and death;
They died not from love but from lack of breath;
That it was
A proper way to die
It is, silly to pretend.
I blush, but oh dear,
What a lovely end!
“A Study in Scarlet” is a detective mystery novel written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, first published in 1887. it was the first published story about sherlock Holmes.
In the novel Holmes says “There’s the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it.” this speech originates the title. In the context of the song Hart paragons sex to murder with an ironic intend.
Like in “Thou swell” Hart used archaic words such as loveth for loved or doth for did.
Tristan told his heart to Isolde in song/Oh dear, but the song was six hours long: this, of course, refers Richard Wagner’s “Tristan und Isolde”