[Cornelius:]
Out there
There´s a world outside of Yonkers
Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby
There´s a slick town, Barnaby

Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnaby
Listen, Barnaby...
Put on your Sunday clothes
There´s lots of world out there
Get out the brillantine and dime cigars
We´re gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white in a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
Put on your Sunday clothes, we´re gonna ride through town
In one of those new horsedrawn open cars

[Cornelius & Barnaby:]
We´ll see the shows at Delmonicos
And we´ll close the town in a whirl
And we won´t come until we´ve kissed a girl!

[Dolly:]
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!

[Dolly & Ambrose:]
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

[Dolly, Ambrose, Cornelius, & Barnaby:]
Get out your feathers, your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For there´s no blue Monday in your Sunday...

No Monday in your Sunday...
No Monday in your Sunday clothes!

[Townspeople, All:]
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took

[Dolly, Townspeople, All:]
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!

[Women:]
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile

[All:]

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!

[Dance interlude]

[Children:]
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took

[Women:]
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

[Townspeople, All:]
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your bowler brim the world´s a simple song
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers
Your red suspenders and hose
For there´s no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!

[Dolly:]
Ermengarde keep smiling no man wants a little ninny!
Ambrose do a turn, let me see!
Mr. Hackl, Mr. Tucker don´t forget Irene and Minnie
Just forget you ever heard a word from me!

All Aboard!

[Townspeople:]
All Aboard!

[Dolly:]
All Aboard!

[Townspeople:]
All Aboard!

[Dolly:]
Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!

[All:]
All Aboard! All Aboard! All Aboard! All Aboard!

Put on your Sunday clothes there´s lots of world out there

Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
We´re gonna find adventure in the evening air

[Dolly:]
To town we´ll trot to a smokey spot
Where the girls are hot as a fuse!

[All:]
WOW

[All:]
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
We´ll wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove

[Dolly:]
We wanna take New York by Storm!

[All:]
We´ll join the Astors
At Tony Pastor´s
And this I´m positive of
That we won´t come home
No we won´t come home
No we won´t come home until we fall in love!