Lyrics Fiddler On The Roof - Matchmaker

Hodel: 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.

Chava: 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.
Hodel: For Papa, make him a scholar.
Chava: For mama, make him rich as a king.
Chava and Hodel:
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 match,
Of my own.

Hodel, oh Hodel,
Have I made a match for you!
He's handsome! He's young!
Alright, 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 found him!
Won't 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 heard he has a temper.
He'll beat you every night.
But only when he's sober
So you'll 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 got a man!

Chava: Matchmaker, matchmaker,
You know that I'm
Still very young,
Please, take your time.

Hodel: Up to this minute,
I misunderstood,
That I could get stuck for good!

Chava and Hodel:

Dear Yenta, see that he's gentle,
Remember, you were also a bride.
It's not that I'm sentimental,

Chava and Hodel and Tzeitel:

It's just that I'm terrified!

Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Plan me no plans,
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.