Horace:
Hello, Dolly!
Well, hello, Dolly!
It's so nice to have you here
Where you belong
I never knew Dolly
Without you, Dolly
Life was awfully flat
And more than that
Was awfully wrong
Dolly:
Here's my hat, Horace!
I'm staying where I'm at, Horace!
Dolly will never go away...
Horace:
Wonderful woman!
Both:
Again...
Townspeople:
Hello, Dolly!
Well, hello, Dolly!
It's so nice to have you back
Where you belong
You're looking swell, Dolly!
We can tell, Dolly!
You're still glowin'
You're still crowin'
You're still goin' strong
Take the someone whose arms you're in
Hold onto her tight and spin
And one two three, one two three, one two three
Look, I'm dancing!
As around and around you go
Your spirits will hit the top
And now that we're dancing
Who cares if we ever stop
He held her for an instant
But his arms felt sure and strong
It only takes a moment
To be loved a whole life long...
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
Well, well, well
Hello, Dolly!
Well, hello, Dolly!
It's so nice to have you back
Where you belong
So...
Dolly:
Wow, wow, wow, fellas.
Look at the old girl now, fellas!
