Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Matthew Morrison & Orchestra at Temple Square
Matthew Morrison & Laura Michelle Kelly
Laura Michelle Kelly
Matthew Morrison
Matthew Morrison
Laura Michelle Kelly
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
Laura Michelle Kelly & Orchestra at Temple Square
Matthew Morrison & Laura Michelle Kelly
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Richard Elliot & Orchestra at Temple Square
The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square & Orchestra at Temple Square
Matthew Morrison & Laura Michelle Kelly & Orchestra at Temple Square & The Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square
[Verse 1]
His name is Mister Snow
And an upstandin' man is he
He comes home ev'ry night in his round-bottomed boat
With a net full of herring from the sea
An almost perfect beau
As refined as a girl could wish
But he spends so much time in his round-bottomed boat
That he can't seem to lose the smell of fish
The first time he kissed me, the whiff from his clo'es
Knocked me flat on the floor of the room;
But now that I love him, my heart's in my nose
And fish is my fav'rite perfume
Last night hе spoke quite low
And a fair-spoken man is hе
And he said, "Miss Pipperidge, I'd like it fine
If I could be wed with a wife
And, indeed, Miss Pipperidge, if you'll be mine
I'll be yours for the rest of my life."
[Verse 2]
Next moment we were promised
And now my mind's in a maze
Fer all I can do is look forward to
That wonderful day of days
When I marry Mister Snow
The flowers'll be buzzin' with the hum of bees
The birds'll make racket in the churchyard trees
When I marry Mister Snow
Then it's off to home we'll go
And both of us'll look a little dreamy-eyed
A drivin' to a cottage by the oceanside
Where the salty breezes blow
[Verse 3]
He'll carry me 'cross the threshold
And I'll be as meek as a lamb
Then he'll set me on my feet
And I'll say kinda sweet
"Well, Mister Snow, here I am!"
Then I'll kiss him so he'll know
That evry'thin'll be as right as right can be
A-livin' in a cottage by the sea with me
For I love that Mister Snow
That young seafarin'
Bold and darin'
Big bewhiskered, overbearin'
Darling, Mister Snow
(When I Marry) Mister Snow was written by Oscar Hammerstein II & Richard Rodgers & Rodgers & Hammerstein.