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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julie Andrews
Vocals
Camelot Ensemble
Vocals
Original Broadway Cast of "Camelot"
Vocals
Camelot Orchestra
Performer
Franz Allers
Music Director
Bruce Yarnell
Vocals
Mary Sue Berry
Vocals
Richard Burton
Vocals
Robert Goulet
Vocals
Roddy McDowall
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Loewe
Composer
Alan Jay Lerner
Songwriter
Robert Russell Bennett
Orchestrator
Philip J. Lang
Orchestrator
Trude Rittman
Choir Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Original Broadway Cast of "Camelot"
Recording Engineer
Goddard Lieberson
Producer
Buddy Graham
Engineer
Fred Plaut
Engineer
Richard King
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Tra la, it's May, the lusty month of May
That lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astray
Tra la, it's here, that shocking time of year
When tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear
It's May, it's May that gorgeous holiday
When every maiden prays that her lad will be a cad
It's mad, it's gay, a libelous display
Those dreary vows that everyone takes, everyone breaks
Everyone makes divine mistakes, the lusty month of May
Whence this fragrance wafting through the air?
What sweet feelings does it send transmute?
Whence this perfume floating everywhere?
Don't you know it's that dear forbidden fruit
Tra la la la la, that dear forbidden fruit, tra la la la la
Tra la la la la, tra la, tra la, tra la la la la la la la la la
It's May, the lusty month of May
That darling month when everyone throws self-control away
It's time to do a wretched thing or two
And try to make each precious day, one you'll always rue
It's May, it's May, the month of yes you may
The time for every frivolous whim, proper or im
It's wild, it's gay, a blot in every way
The birds and bees with all of their vast amorous past
Gaze at the human race aghast
Tra la, it's May, the lusty month of May
That lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astray
Tra la, it's here, that shocking time of year
When tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear
When all the world is brimming with fun
Hold them all un...
It's mad, it's gay, a libelous display
Those dreary vows that everyone takes, everyone breaks
Everyone makes divine mistakes, the lusty month of May
Writer(s): Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe
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