Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
New York Choral Artists
New York Choral Artists
Coro
David Garrison
David Garrison
Canto
Larry Kert
Larry Kert
Canto
Michael Tilson Thomas
Michael Tilson Thomas
Dirección
Michael Feldman
Michael Feldman
Dirección
Orchestra of St. Luke's
Orchestra of St. Luke's
Intérprete
Robert Fisher
Robert Fisher
Dirección
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
David Garrison
David Garrison
Escritor
Ira Gershwin
Ira Gershwin
Letra
George Gershwin
George Gershwin
Composición
Frank Kopyc
Frank Kopyc
Escritor
Louise Edeiken
Louise Edeiken
Escritor
Mark Zimmerman
Mark Zimmerman
Escritor
George Dvorsky
George Dvorsky
Escritor
Casper Roos
Casper Roos
Escritor
Jack Dabdoub
Jack Dabdoub
Escritor
Merwin Goldsmith
Merwin Goldsmith
Escritor
Walter Hook
Walter Hook
Escritor
Paige O'Hara
Paige O'Hara
Escritor
Raymond Thorne
Raymond Thorne
Escritor
Maskell Gordon
Maskell Gordon
Escritor
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Steven Epstein
Steven Epstein
Producción

Letra

Why speak of money when there's love, love, love?
Loveliest of your gender
You're just the type that we keep dreaming of
So sweetly tender
We must surrender
There's no one like you back in Copenhagen
London or Paree
So why speak of money when there's love, love, love?
Love is the thing for we
Why speak of money when there's love, love, love?
Handsomest of your gender
You're just the type that we keep dreaming of
Virile but tender
We must surrender
There's no one like you back in Cincinnati
Troy or Kankakee
So why speak of money when there's love, love, love?
Love is the thing for we
Stop!
This foolishness must stop
Or else I'll call a cop
Our money is at stake and we'll protect it
The Army wants to say
That you had better pay
And you are designated to collect it
Did you hear that? Pay!
No comprenez, no capish, no versteh
That's our theme song when you're wanting us to pay
Every time you mention lucre
We must give you this rebuker
No comprenez, no capish, no versteh
What happens if we insist on the money?
It means war!
But how can you have a war if we don't lend you the money?
What?
You mean to say you would not lend us the money to fight you?
Certainly!
*Hiss*
Things have come to a pretty pass
When ten nations won't pay what they owe
Well, nine nations
Nine nations!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine—
Say! Can you boys play baseball?
You mean the great American pastime?
Yes
No, but we're willing to try
Great!
We'll have a ball game between the American Blue Shirts
And the League of Nations for the war debts
Double or nothing
Hooray!
Ah, but suppose we lose?
Well, suppose you do lose?
Oh, if we lose, we insist on another conference
Do we get it?
Yes, sir
We'll even pay your expenses over
It's a game!
Play ball!
Who's the greatest leader
That the world has ever known?
Napoleon?
Wrong!
Wintergreen!
Right!
And who's the greatest statesman
One who'll always stand alone?
Disraeli!
Wrong!
Wintergreen!
Right!
Who's the laddie
Has something on the ball?
Who's the daddy
The daddy of them all?
Who is always great or lousy
Nothing in between?
Who's the man you mean?
Nobody else
Oh, nobody else
Oh, nobody delse
Oh, nobody, nobody
Nobody else but Wintergreen!
Written by: Casper Roos, David Garrison, Frank Kopyc, George Dvorsky, George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin, Jack Dabdoub, Louise Edeiken, Mark Zimmerman, Maskell Gordon, Merwin Goldsmith, Paige O'Hara, Raymond Thorne, Walter Hook
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