Toyland (Victor Herbert)

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  • (Posted 2013-08-10)  CPDL #29820:        (Finale 2011)
Editor: James W. Keefe (submitted 2013-08-10).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 49 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Arranged by James W. Keefe. SATB arrangement.
  • (Posted 2011-06-16)  CPDL #23735:       
Editor: Ken Sambuchi (submitted 2011-06-14).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 31 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Barbershop arrangement for TBB by Ken Sambuchi and C. J. Spatafora, from the original for solo voice. Chorus only.

General Information

Title: Toyland
Composer: Victor Herbert
Lyricist: Glen MacDonough

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicings: TBB or SATB
Genre: SecularOperetta

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1903
Description: From the operetta Babes in Toyland.

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Original text and translations

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1  When you've grown up my dears,
And are as old as I,
You'll often ponder on the years
That roll so swiftly by, my dears,
That roll so swiftly by.
And of the many lands,
You will have journeyed through,
You'll oft recall
The best of all,
The land your childhood knew!
Your childhood knew.

Chorus:
Toyland! Toyland!
Little girl and boy land.
While you dwell within it,
You are ever happy then.
Childhood’s joy-land.
Mystic merry Toyland,
Once you pass its borders,
You can never return again.

 

2  When you've grown up, my dears,
There comes a dreary day.
When 'mid the locks of black appears
The first pale gleam of gray, my dears,
The first pale gleam of gray.
Then of the past you'll dream
As gray-haired grown-ups do,
And seek once more
Its phantom shore,
The land your childhood knew!
Your childhood knew.
Chorus