Full Lyrics
Run up the scale of song,
Do re mi fa sol la ti do,
'Tis true heart's blithest boon;
While as the sweet notes throng,
Keep time, keep time and tune.
Trill, trill thy gay tra la,
Let sweetest altos chime;<
Still in thy deep solfa,
With voice attuned, keep time!
Do re mi fa sol la ti do,
Keep time, keep time!
As in sweet music's strain,
So when life's duties throng,
Time lost, thou'lt ne'er regain;
That soul of life and song!
Then waste no leisure hour,
'Tis due to yon bright clime;
But while life's blest with power,
With heart attuned, keep time!
Do re mi fa sol la ti do,
Keep time, keep time!
