The Gipsy Baron

Boatmen's Chorus - An Orphan from my early days - My second sight has told me so - Exactly four-and-twenty years ago - A suitor seeks a bride - The Moth draws near the flame - Bridal Cake - None braver, none so true - Arsena, Arsena - The morning breaks - Beside the rim of yonder clearing - Wake, wake, for high is the sun - Exit for Chorus - Woh tied the knot? - To trample on Evil of ev'ry sort - Recruiting Song "Comrade, dring a glass of wine" - Away - Oh, rejoice! - I have no luck at all in love - Now we're going home again - March, march, marching along - Wedding-bells! Hurrah!