Seventy Six Trombones / Goodnight My Someone Robert Preston & Shirley Jones

[HILL]
While a hundred and ten cornets played the air
Then I modestly took my place
As the one and only bass
And I oompahed up and down the square

[MARIAN]
Goodnight, my someone
Goodnight, my love

[HILL]
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind

[MARIAN]
Our star is shining its brightest light

[HILL]
There were horns of every shape and—

Sweet dreams be yours, dear
If dreams there be

[MARIAN]
While a hundred and ten cornets played the air

[HILL]
I wish I may, and I wish I might
Now goodnight, my somеone
Goodnight