In the Bath (Flanders and Swann)

Music and lyrics by Flanders and Swann

Santiago Alfonzo Meza, voice
Elisa Rosman, piano

Recorded in Arlington, Virginia


Lyrics:

Oh, I find much simple pleasure when I′ve had a tiring day,
In the bath, in the bath

Where the noise of gentle sponging seems to blend with my top A,
In the bath, in the bath

To the skirl of pipes vibrating in the boiler room below,
I sing a pot pourri of all the songs I used to know,
Oh, I find much simple pleasure when I've had a tiring day,

And the water thunders in and gurgles down the overflow,
In the bath, in the bath

Then the loathing for my fellows rises steaming from my brain,
In the bath, in the bath, in the bath

And condenses to the milk of human kindness once again,
In the bath, in the bath

Oh, the tingling of the scrubbing brush, the flannel's soft caress,
To wield a lordly loofah is a joy I can′t express,
How truly it is spoken one is next to Godliness,
In the bath, in the bath

Then there comes that dreadful moment when the water's running cold,
In the bath, in the bath
When the soap is lost forever and you're feeling tired and old,
In the bath, in the bath