Overture .......... Orchestra

In My Own Little Corner .......... Julie Andrews

The Prince Is Giving A Ball .......... Robert Penn / Townspeople

Royal Dressing Room Scene .......... Dorothy Stickney / Howard Lindsay / Iggie Wolfington / George Hall

In My Own Little Corner (Reprise) .......... Julie Andrews

Impossible; It's Possible .......... Julie Andrews / Edith Adams

Gavotte .......... Orchestra

Ten Minutes Ago .......... Jon Cypher / Julie Andrews

Stepsisters' Lament .......... Kaye Ballard / Alice Ghostley

Waltz For A Ball .......... Orchestra / Ensemble

Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful? .......... Jon Cypher / Julie Andrews

When You're Driving Through Moonlight .......... Jon Cypher / Julie Andrews

A Lovely Night .......... Julie Andrews / Ilka Chase / Kaye Ballard / Alice Ghostley

The Search .......... Orchestra

The Wedding .......... Orchestra / Ensemble

Mother And Daughter March .......... Richard Rodgers

In My Own Little Corner .......... Julie Andrews / Orchestra / Richard Rogers

Waltz For A Ball .......... Richard Rodgers

A Lovely Night .......... Julie Andrews / Orchestra / Richard Rodgers

Instrumental

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Herald: The prince is giving a ball!!
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball! The prince is giving a ball!
Herald: His royal highness Christopher Rupert Vwindemier Vlandamier Carl Alexander Francois Reginald Lancelot Herman
Boy: HERMAN?
Herald: Herman.. Gregory James is giving a ball.
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball the prince is giving a ball!
Father: Our daughter's looking dreamy-eyed
Mother: The prince is giving a ball.
Daughter: They say he wants to find a bride, he may find one at the ball!
Girl 1: If only he'd propose to me.
Girl 2: I pray that he'll propose to me.
Girl 3: Why shouldn't he propose to me?
Girl 4: I'll wear a gown of satin jade.
Girl 5: And me I'm in a pink brocade.
Girl 6: And me I'm in the second grade.
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball. The prince is giving a ball..
Herald: His royal highness Christopher Rupert son of her majesty Queen Constantina Charlotte Hermantrude Guenivere Mazie..
Boy: MAZIE?
Herald: Mazie.. Margareet Ann is giving a ball!
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball! The prince is giving a ball!!
Girl 7: I wish I'd been a neater girl.
Girl 8: I wish I'd been a sweeter girl.
Old Lady: I wish I were a younger girl.
Girl 9: I wish I were an older girl.
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball! The prince is giving a ball!!
Herald: His royal highness Christopher Rupert son of his majesty King Maximillian Godfee Ladeslous Leapolt Sydney
Ensemble: SYDNEY?
Herald: Sydney... Frederick John is giving a ball.
(Dance Sequence)
Ensemble: The prince is giving a ball!! The prince is giving a ball!! The prince is giving a ball!!!

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Cinderella: I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
where no one can stand in my way.
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me.
I'm a young Norwegian princess or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest prima donna in Milan
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan
I'm a girl men go mad for love's a game I can play with
cool and confident kind of air.
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair.
I can be whatever I want to be.
I'm a slave from Calcutta I'm a queen in Peru.
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress on an African safari.. it's a dangerous type of sport and yet it's fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun.
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed when I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner,
All alone in my own little chair.

(spoken)
Fairy Godmother: Cinderella?
Cinderella: Who are you?
Fairy Godmother:I'm your fairy godmother.
Cinderella: How beautiful you are.
Fairy Godmother: I'm made of all of your most beautiful hopes and dreams and wishes.
Cinderella: Oh, Fairy godmother, I have only one wish just now.... to go to the ball.... and I know it is impossible.
Fairy Godmother:Impossible? Bah, what's a fairy godmother for?
Cinderella: To make my wish come true?
Fairy Godmother: If you wish it hard enough. Now let me see you'll need a coach, and four horses, and a coachman, and a groom.
Cinderella: Is it possible to get those things by wishing for them?
Fairy Godmother: Well, the sensible people of this world will say
(sung) Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee and fiddley faddley foddle all the wishes in the world are poppy cock and twoddle.
Cinderella: (spoken) Aren't they?
Fairy Godmother:Not always. The sensible people will also say (sung) Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee and fiddley faddley foodle all the dreamers in the world are dizzy in the noodle.
Cinderella: (spoken) And aren't they?
Fairy Godmother: Not always, especially when there is someone who loves you to help you. Now, to work. For a coach I believe I see a pumpkin over there-- that'll do very nicely.
Cinderella: A pumpkin?
Fairy Godmother: I see you have four pet mice in a cage.. they'll do very nicely for the horses
Cinderella: Mice? For horses?
Fairy Godmother: Mm hmm.. Now let me see, something's peering at us from under that shrub, oh yes, it's a fine fat rat with whiskers, and his brother they'll do very nicely for the coachman and the groom.
Cinderella: Oh, dear Fairy Godmother it all seems so impossible!!
(Sung)
Fairy Godmother: Impossible for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
Impossible for a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage.
And four white mice will never be four white hourses.
Such fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee of course is: Impossible!
But the world is full of zanies and fools
who don't believe in sensible rules
and won't believe what sensible people say..
and because these daft and dewey eyed dopes
keep building up impossible hopes
impossible things are happening every day!
Cinderella: Impossible!
Fairy Godmother: Impossible!
Cinderella: Impossible!
Fairy Godmother: Impossible!
Cinderella: And remember how very very hard I am wishing!
Fairy Godmother: Impossible for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
Impossible for a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage.
And four white mice will never be four white hourses...
Cinderella: They will!!
Fairy Godmother: Such fol-de rol and fiddle dee dee of course is
Impossible!
Cinderella: But the world is full of zanies and fools
Who don't believe in sensible rules
And won't believe what sensible people say
Both: And because these daft and dewey eyed dopes
keep building up impossible hopes
impossible things are happening every day.
(spoken)
Fairy Godmother: Look!
Cinderella: Oh, oh, it is a golden coach, and four white horses and a coachman and a groom.
Fairy Godmother: You are going to the ball
Cinderella: Oh, oh my clothes
Fairy Godmother: Oh dear of course how thoughtless of me. THERE!!
Cinderella: Oh Fairy Godmother how beautiful!! I am dressed like a princess.
Fairy Godmother: And here are your slippers.
Cinderella: They're made of glass
Fairy Godmother:Put them on
Cinderella: They fit perfectly!
Fairy Godmother: Now! You are ready for the ball. But there is one thing you must remember. You must leave before the stroke of midnight, for the magic will last no longer.
Cinderella: I will remember. Oh fairy godmother how wonderful it all is!!
(sung)
Cinderella:It's possible for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
It's possible for a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage.
Fairy Godmother: And four white mice are easily turned to horses
Such fal de rah and fiddle dee dee of course is
Quite possible!
Both: It's possible!
Cinderella: For the world is full of zanies and fools
who don't believe in sensible rules
and won't believe what sensible people say
Both: And because these daft and dewey eyed dopes
keep building up impossible hopes
Impossible things are happening every day.
Cinderella:It's possible
Fairy Godmother: It's possible
Cinderella:It's possible
Fairy Godmother: It's possible
Cinderella:It's possible
Fairy Godmother: It's possible
Both: It's possible!!

Instrumental

Prince: Ten minutes ago, I saw you
I looked up when you came through the door
my head started reeling
you gave me the feeling the room had no ceiling or floor.
Ten minutes ago, I met you,
and we murmured our how do you dos
I wanted to ring out the bells and fling out my arms and sing out the news.
I have found her, she's an angel,
with the dust of the stars in her eyes.
We are dancing, we are flying,
and she's taking me back to the skies!
In the arms of my love, I'm flying, over mountain and meadow and glen.
And I like it so well that for all I can tell
I may never come down again. I may never come down to earth again.
Cinderella: Ten minutes ago, I saw you.
You looked up when I came through the door.
My head started reeling you gave me the feeling the room had no ceiling or floor.
Ten minutes ago I met you and we murmered our how do you dos.
I wanted to ring out the bells and fling out my arms and to sing out the news.
Prince: I have found her.
Cinderella: I have found him, he's the light of the stars in my eyes.
Prince: We are dancing
Cinderella: We are flying
Prince: And she's taking me back to the skies
Cinderella: In the arms of my love, I'm flying over mountain and meadow and glen.
Prince: And I like it so well that for all I can tell I may never come down again.
Both: I may never come down to earth again.

Grace: Why should a fellow want a girl like her
a frail and fluffy beauty
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a solid girl like me?
Joy: She's a frothy little bubble
with a flimsy kind of charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm.
Grace: Oh, oh why would a fellow want a girl like her
so obviously unusual
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a usual girl like me?
Joy: Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink,
but not any pinker than rose is
Grace: Her skin may be delicate and soft,
but not any softer than a doe's is
Joy: Her neck is no whiter than a swan's
Grace: She's only as dainty as a daisy
Joy: She's only as graceful as a bird!
Both: So why is the fellow going crazy?
oh why would a fellow want a girl like her,
a girl who's merely lovely,
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a girl who's merely me?
Joy: She's a frothy little bubble
with a frilly sort of air
And with very little trouble
I could pull out all her hair!
Both: Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her,
a girl who's merely lovely,
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a girl who's merely me?
What's the matter with the man,
what's the matter with the man,
what's the matter with the man?!!

Instrumental

Prince: Do I love you because you're beautiful,
or are you beautiful because I love you?
Am I making believe I see in you
a girl too lovely to be really true?
Do I want you because you're wonderful,
or are you wonderful because I want you?
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream
or are you really as beautiful as you seem?
Cinderella: Am I making believe I see in you
a man too perfect to be really true?
Do I want you because you're wonderful,
or are you wonderful because I want you?
Both: Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream
or are you really as wonderful as you seem?

Cinderella: I imagine.. I imagine...
When you're driving through the moonlight on a highway
when through the moonlight to a dance
you are breathless with a wild anticipation of adventure and excitement and romance
Then at last you see the towers of the palace
silouetted on the sky above the park
and below them is a row of lighted windows
like a lovely diamond necklace in the dark
Joy: It looks that way
Grace: The way you say
Evil Stepmother: She talks as if she knows.
Cinderella: I do not know these things are so I only just suppose
I suppose that when you come into the ballroom
and the room itself is floating on the air
If you're suddenly confronted by his Highness
you are frozen like a statue on the stair.
You're afraid he'll hear the way your heart is beating
and you know you musn't make the first advance.
You are seriously thinking of retreating
then you seem to hear him asking you to dance
You make a bow, a timid bow, and shyly answer yes
Evil Stepmother: How would you know that this is so?
Cinderella: I do no more than guess, I do no more than guess
He is tall
Joy: And straight as a lance
Cinderella: His eyes
Grace: Can melt you with a glance
Cinderella: Yes I can picture the whole thing,
how you start thinking
Joy: Start thinking what?
Cinderella: Thinking how wonderful it all is
Evil Stepmother: How wonderful what all is?
Cinderella: Everything
Evil Stepmother: Enough of this nonsense. Joy, Grace, upstairs both of you and get your sleep
Joy & Grace: Yes ma'am
Evil Stepmother: Cinderella, here is your broom GET TO WORK!!!

Cinderella: ....A lovely night, a lovely night,
a finer night you'll know you'll never see.
You meet your prince, a charming prince
as charming as a prince will ever be.
The stars in the hazy heaven tremble above you
while he is whispering 'darling, I love you.'
You say goodbye, away you fly
but on your lips you'll keep a kiss
all your life you'll dream of this lovely, lovely night.
A lovely night, a lovely night,
a finer night you'll know you'll never see.
You meet your prince, a charming prince
as charming as a prince will ever be.
The stars in the hazy heaven tremble above you
while he is whispering 'darling, I love you.'
You say goodbye, away you fly
but on your lips you'll keep a kiss
all your life you'll dream of this lovely, lovely night.
You say goodbye, away you fly
but on your lips you'll keep a kiss
all your life you'll dream of this lovely, lovely,lovely night.

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I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand in my way

Chorus:
In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be what ever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy I can fly anywhere
And the world will open its arms to me

I'm a young egyptian princess
Or a milk maid
I'm the greatest prima donna in the land.
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan

I'm a girl men go mad for
Love's a game I can play
With a cool and confident kind of air
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be

I'm a thief in Calcutta
I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea

I'm a huntress on an african safari
Its a dangerous type of sport and yet its fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
when I find I forgot to bring my gun
I am lost in the jungle
All alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair

Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

Instrumental

It looks that way
The way you say
She talks she knows

I do not know that this is so
I only just suppose
I suppose that when you come ino the ballroom
and the room itself is floating in the air
If your suddenly confronted by his highness
you are frozen like a statue on the stair
You're afraid he'll hear the way your heart is beating
and you know you musn't make the first advance
You're seriously thinking of reatreating
Then you seen to hear him asking you to dance

A lovely night
A lovely night
A finer night you know you'll never see

You meet your prince
A charming prince
As charming as a prince will ever be

The stars in a hazy heaven
Tremble above you
While he's whispering,"Darling, I love you"

You say goodbye away you fly
But on your lips
You keep a kiss
All your life you'll dream of this

Lovely, lovely night

Cinderella tv soundtrack lyrics (1997)