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Fiddler on the Roof
In one of the American musical greats, milkman/philosopher Tevye schemes to marry off his five daughters in pre-Revolutionary Russia. The traditions of his ancestors are shattered as the daughters assert their independence and when government troops brutally force Tevye and his fellow villagers from their homes. The curtain falls on Tevye's uplifting determination to make a brand new life in the New World.
Opened 9/22/1964 Ran for 3242 performances.          

Version:     First National Tour      
Credits:     Book by Joseph Stein

Music by Jerry Bock

Lyrics by Sheldon Harnick

Based on Sholom Aleichem stories, by special permission of Arnold Perl      
Type:     Book Show      
Acts:     Two      
Rating:     G      
Cast Size:     Large (over 20)      
Orchestra Size:     Medium (12-17)      
Chorus Required:     large     
Dancing Required:     Yes, standard     
Difficulty:     Easy to sing
Easy to learn      
Style:     Broadway
Ethnic      
Category:     Period Piece
Comedy
Drama
Historical
Religious Themes      
Ideal For:     Community Theatres
Families
Festivals
Fund-Raising
High Schools
Middle Schools
Opera Groups
Regional Theatres
Religious Groups
Colleges
Dancers      
Cast Size:     Large (over 20)     
     12 Men & 10 Women      
Casting Notes:     Star vehicle - male
Includes older role(s)
Children in cast     
Characters:     Tevye, comic, earnest, wise father; baritone (low A-flat - high F)
Golde, his strong-willed wife; mezzo (low A - E-flat)
Tzeitel, Tevye's eldest daughter; mezzo (low B - D-sharp)
Hodel, Tevye's next eldest daughter; mezzo (low B - E)
Chava, Tevye's middle daughter; mezzo (low B - C)
Motel, the young tailor; baritone or tenor (E - high F-sharp)
Perchik, the strong-voiced student; baritone (B - high E)
Yente, the meddling matchmaker; alto (low F - mid E-flat)
Lazar Wolf, the brawny butcher; baritone (C - C)
Rabbi, Anatevka's Jewish spritual leader; baritone (G - C)
Mendel, Rabbi's son; baritone (B - E-flat)
Avram, the bookseller; baritone (D - high E-flat)
Grandma Tzeitel, Golde's grandmother; mezzo (C-sharp - E-flat)
Fruma-Sarah, Lazar's Wolf's dead wife; mezzo (C - E-flat)

Nahum, the beggar
Constable
Fyedka, a young Russian
Sasha, Fyedka's friend
Shandel, Motel's mother
Yussel, a hatter
Shprintze, Bielke, Tevye's youngest daughters
Villagers, Russians
Fiddler     


In one of the American musical greats, milkman/philosopher Tevye schemes to marry off his five daughters in pre-Revolutionary Russia. The traditions of his ancestors are shattered as the daughters assert their independence and when government troops brutally force Tevye and his fellow villagers from their homes. The curtain falls on Tevye's uplifting determination to make a brand new life in the New World.
Opened 9/22/1964 Ran for 3242 performances.          

Version:     First National Tour      
Credits:     Book by Joseph Stein

Music by Jerry Bock

Lyrics by Sheldon Harnick

Based on Sholom Aleichem stories, by special permission of Arnold Perl      
Type:     Book Show      
Acts:     Two      
Rating:     G      
Cast Size:     Large (over 20)      
Orchestra Size:     Medium (12-17)      
Chorus Required:     large     
Dancing Required:     Yes, standard     
Difficulty:     Easy to sing
Easy to learn      
Style:     Broadway
Ethnic      
Category:     Period Piece
Comedy
Drama
Historical
Religious Themes      
Ideal For:     Community Theatres
Families
Festivals
Fund-Raising
High Schools
Middle Schools
Opera Groups
Regional Theatres
Religious Groups
Colleges
Dancers      
Cast Size:     Large (over 20)     
     12 Men & 10 Women      
Casting Notes:     Star vehicle - male
Includes older role(s)
Children in cast     
Characters:     Tevye, comic, earnest, wise father; baritone (low A-flat - high F)
Golde, his strong-willed wife; mezzo (low A - E-flat)
Tzeitel, Tevye's eldest daughter; mezzo (low B - D-sharp)
Hodel, Tevye's next eldest daughter; mezzo (low B - E)
Chava, Tevye's middle daughter; mezzo (low B - C)
Motel, the young tailor; baritone or tenor (E - high F-sharp)
Perchik, the strong-voiced student; baritone (B - high E)
Yente, the meddling matchmaker; alto (low F - mid E-flat)
Lazar Wolf, the brawny butcher; baritone (C - C)
Rabbi, Anatevka's Jewish spritual leader; baritone (G - C)
Mendel, Rabbi's son; baritone (B - E-flat)
Avram, the bookseller; baritone (D - high E-flat)
Grandma Tzeitel, Golde's grandmother; mezzo (C-sharp - E-flat)
Fruma-Sarah, Lazar's Wolf's dead wife; mezzo (C - E-flat)

Nahum, the beggar
Constable
Fyedka, a young Russian
Sasha, Fyedka's friend
Shandel, Motel's mother
Yussel, a hatter
Shprintze, Bielke, Tevye's youngest daughters
Villagers, Russians
Fiddler     

Lyrics by Sheldon Harnick
Music by Jerry Bock
Book by Joseph Stein



Act 1
1.Prologue - Tradition
2.Matchmaker
3.If I Were a Rich Man
4.Sabbath Prayer
5.To Life
6.Miracle of Miracles
7.Sunrise, Sunset

Act II
8.Now I Have Everything
9.Do You Love Me?
10.Far From The Home I Love
11.Anatevka





 1. Tradition  

     Tradition, tradition.  Tradition!
     Tradition, tradition.  Tradition!

     Who day and night must scramble for a living,
     Feed a wife and children,
     Say his daily prayers,
     And who has the right as master of the house
     To have the final word at home?
     The papa, the papa.  Tradition!
     The papa, the papa.  Tradition!

     Who must know the way to make a proper home,
     A quiet home, a kosher home,
     Who must raise a family and run the home
     So Papa's free to read the holy books?
     The mama, the mama.  Tradition!
     The mama, the mama.  Tradition!

     At three I started Hebrew school, at ten I learned a trade.
     I hear they've picked a bride for me, I hope she's pretty.
     The sons, the sons.  Tradition!
     The sons, the sons.  Tradition!

     And who does Mama teach to tend and mend and fix,
     Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks?
     The daughters, the daughters.  Tradition!
     The daughters, the daughters.  Tradition!

     (All sing all above verses together)

     Tradition, tradition.  Tradition!
     Tradition, tradition.  Tradition!



  2. Matchmaker  

     Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match,
     Find me a find, catch me a catch.
     Matchmaker, matchmaker, look through your book
     And make me a perfect match.

     Matchmaker, matchmaker, I'll bring the veil,
     You bring the groom, slender and pale,
     Bring me a ring, for I'm longing to be
     The envy of all I see.

     For Papa, make him a scholar,
     For Mama, make him rich as a king,
     For me, well, I wouldn't holler
     If he were as handsome as anything.

     Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match,
     Find me a find, catch me a catch.
     Night after night in the dark I'm alone,
     So find me a match of my own.

     Since when are you interested in a match, Chava?  I thought you just
     had your eyes on your books.  And you have your eye on the rabbi's son!

     Well, why not?  We have only one rabbi, he has only one son.  Why shouldn't
     I want the best?

     Because you're a girl from a poor family.  So whatever Yente brings,
     you'll take.  Right?  Of course right!

     Hodel, oh Hodel, have I made a match for you.
     He's handsome, he's young . . . all right, he's sixty-two,
     But he's a nice man, a good catch.  True?  True.
     I promise you'll be happy, and even if you're not,
     There's more to life than that.  Don't ask me what.

     Chava, I've found him, will you be a lucky bride!
     He's handsome, he's tall . . . that is, from side to side,
     But he's a nice man, a good catch.  Right?  Right.
     You've heard he has a temper, he'll beat you every night,
     But only when he's sober . . . so you're all right.

     Did you think you'd get a prince?  Well, I do the best I can.
     With no dowry, no money, no family background, be glad you've got a man.

     Matchmaker, matchmaker, you know that I'm
     Still very young.  Please, take your time.
     Up to this minute I misunderstood
     That I could get stuck for good.
     Dear Yente, see that he's gentle,
     Remember you were also a bride.
     It's not that I'm sentimental,
     It's just that I'm terrified.
     Matchmaker, matchmaker, plan me no plan,
     I'm in no rush, maybe I've learned
     Playing with matches a girl can get burned . . .
     So . . . bring me no ring,
     Groom me no groom,
     Find me no find,
     Catch me no catch,
     Unless he's a matchless match!



  3. If I Were a Rich Man  

     Dear God, you made many, many poor people.  I realize, of course,
     that it's no shame to be poor.  But it's no great honor either.
     So what would have been so terrible if I'd had a small fortune?

     If I were a rich man,
     Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
     All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
     If I were a wealthy man.
     I wouldn't have to work hard,
     Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-dum
     If I were a biddy-biddy-rich
     Yida-deeda-dida-dida-man.

     I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
     Right in the middle of the town
     A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
     There could be one long staircase just going up,
     And one even longer coming down,
     And one more leading nowhere just for show.
     I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese
     And ducks for the town to see and hear,
     Squawking just as noisily as they can.
     And each loud (prolonged squawk)
     Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
     As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man."

     If I were a rich man,
     Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
     All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
     If I were a wealthy man.
     I wouldn't have to work hard,
     Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-dum
     If I were a biddy-biddy-rich
     Yida-deeda-dida-dida-man.

     I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife,
     With a proper double-chin,
     Supervising meals to her heart's delight.
     I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock,
     Oy! what a happy mood she's in,
     Screaming at the servants day and night.
     The most important men in town will come to fawn on me,
     They will ask me to advise them,
     Like Solomon the Wise.
     "If you please, Rev Tevye,
     Pardon me, Rev Tevye,"
     Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes.
     La-de, la-de, la-la.
     And it won't make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong,
     When you're rich, they think you really know.
     If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
     To sit in the synagogue and pray,
     And maybe have a seat by the Eastern Wall.
     And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men
     Seven hours every day.
     That would be the sweetest thing of all.

     If I were a rich man,
     Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
     All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
     If I were a wealthy man.
     I wouldn't have to work hard,
     Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-dum
     Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
     You decreed I should be what I am.
     Would it spoil some vast eternal plan
     If I were a wealthy man?








     If I were a rich man
     Daidle, deedle daidle
     Digguh digguh deedle daidle dum
     All day long I'd biddy biddy bum
     if I were a wealthy man
     I wouldn't have to work hard
     daidle deedle daidle
     Digguh digguh deedle daidle dum
     If I were a biddy biddy rich
     Digguh digguh deedle daidle man

     I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
     Right in the middle of the town
     A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below
     There would be one long staircase just going up
     And one even longer coming down
     And one more leading nowhere just for show

     I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese
     And ducks for the town to see and hear
     Squawking just as noisily as they can
     And each loud quack and cluck and gobble and honk
     Will land like a trumpet on the ear
     As if to say here lives a wealthy man

     If I were a rich man, etc.

     I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife
     With a proper double chin
     Supervising meals to her heart's delight
     I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock
     Oh what a happy mood she's in
     Screaming at the servants day and night.

     The most important men in town will come to fawn on me
     They will ask me to advise them like Solomon the wise
     "If you please, Reb Tevye ... Pardon me, Reb Tevye ..."
     Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes.
     (He chants)

     And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong
     When you're rich they think you really know.

     If I were rich I'd have the time that I lack to sit in the synagogue and pray
     And maybe have a seat by the eastern wall
     And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men
     Seven hours every day
     This would be the sweetest thing of all ...
     (sigh)
     If I were a rich man
     Daidle deedle daidle

     Digguh digguh deedle daidle dum
     All day long I'd biddy biddy bum
     If I were a wealthy man

     Wouldn't have to work hard
     Daidle deedle daidle
     Digguh deedle daidle dum.....

     Lord, who made the lion and the lamb
     You decreed I should be what i am
     Would it spoil some vast, eternal plan ...
     If I were a wealthy man?


  4. Sabbath Prayer  

     May the Lord protect and defend you,
     May He always shield you from shame,
     May you come to be in years full well a shining name.
     May you be like Ruth and like Esther,
     May you be deserving of praise,
     Strengthen them o Lord and keep them from the stranger's way.
     May God bless you and grant you long life (may the Lord fulfill our sabbath
         prayer for you),
     May God make you good mothers and wives (may He send you husbands who will
         care for you).
     May the Lord protect and defend you,
     May the Lord preserve you from pain,
     Favor them o Lord with happiness and peace,
     O hear our sabbath prayer,
     Amen.



  5. To Life  

     Here's to our prosperity, our good health and happiness, and most important ...
     To life, to life, la kayim,
     La kayim, la kayim, to life,
     Here's to the father I tried to be,
     Here's to my bride-to-be,
     Drink la kayim, to life,
     To life, la kayim,
     La kayim, la kayim, to life,
     Life has a way of confusing us,
     Blessing and bruising us,
     Drink la kayim, to life!
     God would like us to be joyful, even when our hearts lie panting on the floor.
     How much more can we be joyful, when there's really something to be joyful for?
     To life, to life, la kayim,
     To Tzeitel, my daughter--my wife,
     It gives you something to think about,
     Something to drink about,
     Drink la kayim, to life!

     (Le Morta!
     Yes, Lazar Wolf?
     Drinks for everyone!
     What's the occasion?
     I'm taking myself a bride!
     Who is it?
     Tevye's eldest, Tzeitel!)

     To Lazar Wolf--
     To Tevye!
     To Tzeitel, your daughter--my wife!
     May all your futures be pleasant ones,
     Not like our present ones,
     Drink la kayim, to life,
     To life, la kayim,
     La kayim, la kayim, to life,
     It takes a wedding to make us say,
     "Let's live another day,"
     Drink la kayim, to life!
     We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of the great
          good luck that favors you,
     We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it stands to reason,
          we deserve it too!
     To us and our good fortune!
     Be happy, be healthy, long life!
     And if our good fortune never comes,
     Here's to whatever comes,
     Drink la kayim, to life!

     Heaven bless you both, to your health and may we live together in peace!
     May you both be favored with the future of your choice,
     May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice!

     We'll raise a glass and sip a drop of schnapps in honor of the great
          good luck that favors you,
     We know that when good fortune favors two such men, it stands to reason,
          we deserve it too!
     To us and our good fortune!
     Be happy, be healthy, long life!
     And if our good fortune never comes,
     Here's to whatever comes,
     Drink la kayim, to life!



  6. Miracles Of Miracles
     Wonder of wonders,
     Miracles of miracles,
     God took Daniel once again,
     Stood by his side and
     Miracle of mircles,
     Walked him through the lion's den.
     Wonder of wonders,
     Miracles of miracles,
     I was afraid that God would frown,
     But like He did so long ago in Jericho,
     God just made a wall fall down.
     When Moses softened Pharoah's heart,
     That was a miracle;
     When God made the waters od the Red Sea part,
     That was a miracle, too.
     But of all God's miracles, large or small,
     The most miraculous one of all
     Is that out of worthless lump of clay,
     God has made a man today.

     Wonder of wonders,
     Miracles of miracles,
     God took a tailor by the hand,
     Turned him around and
     Miracles of miracles,
     Led him to the Promised Land.
     When David slew Goliath, yes!
     That was a miracle;
     When God gave us a manna in the wilderness,
     That was a miracle, too.
     But of all God's miracles, large or small,
     The most miraculous one of all
     Is that one I thought could never be,
     God has given you to me.


  7. Sunrise, Sunset  

     Is this the little girl I carried?
     Is this the little boy at play?
     I don't remember growing older
     When did they?
     When did she get to be a beauty?
     When did he get to be so tall?
     Wasn't it yesterday when they
     Were small?
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Swiftly flow the days
     Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
     Blossoming even as we gaze
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Swiftly fly the years
     One season following another
     Laden with happiness and tears
     What words of wisdom can I give them?
     How can I help to ease their ways?
     Now they must learn from one another
     Day by day
     They look so natural together
     Just like two newleyweds should be
     Is there a canopy in store
     For me?
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Sunrise, Sunset
     Swiftly fly the years
     One season following another
     Laden with happiness and tears


  8. Now I Have Everything  

     Perchik:
     I used to tell myself,
     That I had everything,
     But that was only half true.
     I had an aim in life,
     And that was everything,
     But now I even have you...
     I have something that I would die for,
     Someone that I can live for too, yes,
     Now I have everything,
     Not only everything,
     I have a little bit more...
     Besides having everything,
     I know what everything's for.
     I used to wonder could there be a wife,
     To share such a difficult, wandering kind of life.
     Hodel:
     I was only out of sight,
     Waiting right here!
     Perchik:
     Who knows tomorrow where our home will be?
     Hodel:
     I'll be with you,
     And that's home enough for me.
     Perchik:
     Everything is right at hand,
     Both:
     Simple and clear....
     Perchik:
     I have something that I could die for,
     Someone that I can live for too, yes,
     Now I have everything,
     Not only everything,
     I have a little bit more...
     Besides having everything,
     I know what everything's for!


  9. Do You Love Me?
     Tevye:
     Do you love me?
     Golde:
     Do I what?
     Tevye:
     Do you love me?
     Golde:
     Do I love him? With our daughters getting married
     And this trouble in the town,
     You're upset, you're worn out,
     Go inside, go lie down maybe it's indigestion.
     Tevye:
     Golde I'm asking you a question!
     Do you love me?
     Golde:
     You're a fool!
     Tevye:
     I know but do you love me?
     Golde:
     Do I love you?
     For twenty five years I've washed your clothes,
     Cooked your meals,
     Cleaned your house,
     Given you children,
     Milked your cows,
     After twenty five years
     Why talk about love right now?
     Tevye:
     Golde, the first time I met you was on our wedding day,
     I was scared
     Golde:
     I was shy
     Tevye:
     I was nervous
     Golde:
     So was I
     Tevye:
     But my father and my mother said,
     We'd learn to love each other,
     So now I'm asking Golde,
     Do you love me?
     Golde:
     I'm your wife!
     Tevye:
     But do you love me?
     Golde:
     Do I love him?
     For twenty five years I've lived with him,
     Fought with him,
     Starved with him,
     Twenty five years--
     My bed is his,
     If that's not love, what is?
     Tevye:
     Then you love me?
     Golde:
     I suppose I do
     Tevye:
     And I suppose I love you too
     Both:
     It doesn't change a thing, but even so,
     After twenty five years,
     It's nice to know.


 10. Far From The Home I Love  

     How can I hope to make you understand
     Why I do what I do,
     Why I must travel to a distant land,
     Far from the home I love.
     Once I was happily content to be
     As I was, where I was,
     Close to the people who are close to me,
     Here in the home I love.
     Who could see that a man could come
     Who would change the shape of his dreams.
     Helpless now I stand with him,
     Watching older dreams grow dim.
     Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
     Wanting home, wanting him,
     Closing my heart to ev'ry hope but his,
     Leaving the home I love,
     There where my heart has settled long ago
     I must go, I must go, I must go,
     Who could imagine I'd be wand'ring so
     Far from the home I love
     Yet there with my love, I'm home.

     How can she think we wouldn't understand
     Why she does what she does,
     Why she must travel to a distant land,
     Far from the home she loves.
     Once she was happily content to be
     As she was, where she was,
     Safe in the bosom to her family,
     Here in the home she loves.
     Who could see that a man could come
     Who would change the shape of my dreams.
     Helpless now she stands with him,
     Watching older dreams grow dim.
     Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
     Wanting home, wanting him,
     Closing her heart to ev'ry hope but his,
     Leaving the home she loves,
     There where her heart has settled long ago
     She must go, she must go, she must go,
     Who could imagine she'd be wand'ring so
     Far from the home she loves
     Yet there with her love, she's home.


 11. Anatevka
     Anatevka,
     Anatevka,
     Underfed,
     Overworked Anatevka.
     Where else could Sabbath be so sweet?
     Anatevka,
     Anatevka,
     Intimate, obstinate Anatevka,
     Where I know ev'ryone I meet.
     Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place,
     Searching for an old familiar face
     From Anatevka.
     I being in Anatevka,
     Tumble down, work-a-day Anatevka,
     Dear little village,
     Little town of mine.

     Anatevka,
     Anatevka,
     Underfed,
     Overworked Anatevka.
     Where else could Sabbath be so sweet?
     Anatevka,
     Anatevka,
     Intimate, obstinate Anatevka,
     Where I know ev'ryone I meet.
     Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place,
     Searching for an old familiar face
     From Anatevka.
     I being in Anatevka,
     Tumble down, work-a-day Anatevka,
     Dear little village,
     Little town of mine.