Misc Soundtrack - Seven brides for seven brothers - sobbin women

Tell ya 'b^Cout them sobbin' women Who li^Fved in the Roman d^Cays. It se^Fems that they all went sw^Cimmin' While their m^Gen was off to gr^G7aze. Well, a R^Coman troop was ridin' by And s^Faw them in their "^B7me oh my", So they t^Fook 'em all back h^Emome to d^Amry. Least th^Dmat's what Plutarch s^G7ays. Oh y^Ces!

Them a woman was so^Cbbin', sobbin', sobbin' F^Fit to be t^Cied. Ev'ry muscle was th^Crobbin', throbbin' F^From that riotous r^G7ide. Seems they cr^Cied and kissed and kissed and cried ^FAll over that Roman co^Cuntryside So don't forget that w^A7hen you're ta^Gkin' a b^Cride. S^A7obbin' ^Gfit to be t^Cied F^A7rom that r^Giotous r^Cide!

They never d^Cid return their plunder The v^Fictor gets all the l^Coot. They c^Farried 'em home, by th^Cunder, To r^Gotundas small but c^G7ute. And you've ne^Cver seen So they tell me, such do^Fwnright domesti^B7city. With a R^Foman baby ^Emon each k^Amnee Named "Cl^Dmaudius" and "Br^G7ute" O^Ch yes!

Them a women was so^Cbbin', sobbin', sobbin', pa^Fssin' them ni^Cghts. While the Romans was g^Coin' out hobnobbin', Sta^Frtin' up fi^G7ghts. They kept o^Cccupied by sewin' lots of li^Fttle old t^Cogas for them tots and sayin' "someday w^A7omen fo^Glks'll have r^Cights." P^A7assin' a^Gll o' them n^Cights. (Adam: Just sewin'!) W^A7hile the Ro^Gmans had fi^Cghts.

Now when their m^Cen folk went to fetch 'em The w^Fomen would not be fe^Ctched. It s^Feems when the Romans k^Cetch 'em their l^Gady friends stay ke^G7tched. Now l^Cet this be because it's true, A les^Fson to the l^B7ikes of you, Rough ‘em u^Fp like them there R^Emomans ^Amdo Or e^Dmlse they'll think you're te^G7tched. O^Ch yes!

Them a women was so^Cbbin', sobbin', sobbin' bu^Fckets of te^Cars (Adam: Mighty sad!) On account ol' do^Cbbin', dobbin', rea^Flly rattled their e^G7ars. (Adam: And that aint all) Oh they a^Ccted angry and annoyed But s^Fecretly they was o^Cverjoyed You might recall that w^A7hen cor^Gralin' your st^Ceers Oh, oh, oh, ^A7oh them ^Gpoe little d^Cears. ^CAdam: What are you sittin’ there for? Why don't we go down and get ‘em? (stated) Brothers: Oh y^Ces! (sung)

Them a women was so^Cbbin', sobbin', sobbin' Oh yeah We^Fepin' a t^Con Them sobbin' women Just remember what Ro^Cbin, Robin, Robin Oh yeah Ho^Fod woulda d^G7one. Them sobbin' women

We'll be j^Cust like them there merry men Yeah And ma^Fke 'em all merry on^Cce again. Them sobbin’ women [And tho^Fugh they'll be a-so^Bbbin' for a wh^Emile] And though they’ll be a-sobbin’ for a while Oh yes! Unison: We're gonna m^Cake them sobbin' w^Fomen sm^Cile!