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!