5.  For the 1971 film version, Richard Dreyfuss, Rob Reiner and John Ritter all auditioned for the part of the tailor Motel Kamzoil, which eventually went to Leonard Frey.  (Should’ve tried harder, guys.)

Wonder of wonders, miracle 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 Pharaohs heart, that was a miracle.
When God made the waters of the Red Sea part, that was a miracle too!
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is that out of a worthless lump of clay,
God has made a man today.

Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took a tailor by the hand
Turned him around and- miracle of miracles- led him to the Promised Land!

When David slew Goliath (yaaaaaa!), that was a miracle. (do do do do do)
When God gave us manna in the wilderness, that was a miracle too.
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is the one I thought could never be:
God has given you to me!

(Tevye)
"Because of our traditions, we've kept our balance for many, many years. Here in Anatevka we have traditions for everything... how to eat, how to sleep, even, how to wear clothes. For instance, we always keep our heads covered and always wear a little prayer shawl... This shows our constant devotion to God. You may ask, how did this tradition start? I'll tell you - I don't know. But it's a tradition... Because of our traditions, everyone knows who he is and what God expects him to do."

(Tevye & Papas)
Who day and night
Must scramble for a living
Feed the wife and children
Say his daily prayers
And who has the right
As master of the house
To have the final word at home?

(All)
The papa, the papas... tradition
The papa, the papas... tradition

(Golde & Mamas)
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 book?

(All)
The mama, the mama... tradition
The mama, the mama... tradition

(Sons)
At three I started Hebrew school
At ten I learned a trade
I hear they picked a bride for me
I hope... she's pretty

(All)
The sons, the sons... tradition
The sons, the sons... tradition

(Daughters)
And who does mama teach
To mend and tend and fix
Preparing me to marry
Whoever papa picks?

(All)
The daughters, the daughters... tradition

(Tevye)
"I have five daughters!"

(All)
The daughters, the daughters... tradition

(Repeat as round)

(Papas)
The papas

(Mamas)
The mamas

(Sons)
The sons

(Daughters)
The daughters

(All)
Tradition

(Papas)
The papas

(Mamas)
The mamas

(Sons)
The sons

(Daughters)
The daughters

(All)
Tradition

(Tevye)
"And in the circle of our little village, we have always had our special types. For instance, Yente, the matchmaker..."

(Yente)
"Avram, I have a perfect match for your son. A wonderful girl."

(Avram)
"Who is it?"

(Yente)
"Ruchel, the shoemaker's daughter."

(Avram)
"Ruchel? But she can hardly see. She's almost blind."

(Yente)
"Tell the truth, Avram, is your son so much to look at? The way she sees and the way he looks, it's a perfect match."

(Tevye)
"And Nahum, the beggar..."

(Beggar)
"Alms for the poor, alms for the poor..."

(Lazar)
"Here, Reb Nahum, is one kopek."

(Beggar)
"One kopek? Last week you geve me two kopeks."

(Lazar)
"I had a bad week."

(Beggar)
"So, if you had a bad week, why should I suffer?"

(Tevye)
"And most important, our beloved Rabbi..."

"Rabbi, may I ask you a question?"

"Certainly, my son."

"Is there a proper blessing for the Tsar?"

"A blessing for the tsar? Of course. May God bless and keep the Tsar... far away from us!"

"And among ourselves, we get along perfectly well. Of course, there was the time when he sold him a horse, but delivered a mule, but that's all settled now. Now we live in simple peace and harmony and..."

"It was a horse."

"It was a mule."

Horse!
Mule!
Horse!
Mule!
Tradition, tradition... tradition
Tradition, tradition... tradition

"Tradition. Without our traditions, our lives would be as shaky as... as a fiddler on the roof!"

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