Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Jenn Colella
Interprète
Shaina Taub
Interprète
Emily Whitaker
Claviers
Yuka Tadano
Basse électrique
Julianne Merrill
Programmation
Nick Schenkel
Programmation
Sam Starobin
Programmation
Beth Callen
Guitare
Mazz Swift
Violon
Dara Hankins
Violoncelle
Andrea Grody
Direction musicale
Rosa Avila
Batterie
Sara Jacovino
Trombone
Randy Cohen
Programmation
Christine MacDonnell
Anches
Emily Pecoraro
Anches
Liesl Whitaker
Trompette
Rebecca Steinberg
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Shaina Taub
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Shaina Taub
Production
Craig Rosen
Production déléguée
Mikey Parker
Production déléguée
Pete Ganbarg
Production déléguée
Andrea Grody
Supervision musicale
Jess Birch
Équipe technique des batteries
Dean Sharenow
Production
Thom Beemer
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ed Wedberg
Équipe technique de prise de son
Paroles
Miss Paul
Mrs Catt
It's been a while
Four years
I could just die after all this time
She and I in the same state
With nothing left to do but wait
This is the dress I've been planning to wear if we win
And you plan to put it on before results are in? Bold
I only took it out to iron it
So it appears you mean to burn that old suffragist flag if we lose?
No, we sew a new star on this flag for each state we beat
Tennessee would make it complete
And you've already sewn it on, I bet?
Not yet
Should I curse or cry after all this time?
She and I in the same state with nothing left to do but wait
I hope you realize if we lose, it will be due to the backing you cost us
By picketing the president during the war
I hope you realize if we win, it will be despite the power you lost us
By bowing to the president during the war
I made allies
I took action
Who cares who gets the credit or the blame?
What matters is the work gets done
Says the woman who has started writing suffrage memoirs
When we haven't even won
No, no, no she hasn't changed
She hasn't changed at all
She'll never know
Should I just go?
I know you think I'm this arrogant kid
But I've just always known it's my calling
To see this movement through
And I can't stop moving 'til I do
This girl
Carrie, you were this girl
When you first arrived as a fiery young leader-to-be
Raging at elders and raring to go
Then when Susan said you were off track
You played by her rules as you have ever since
But Alice never held back
So isn't it wild?
After all this time
I feel like a parent made to reprimand my child
But who is rather pleased to have her do
What I always wanted to
Rebel daughter and careful mother
Maybe she and I always needed each other
Alice, I, I
What?
I'll see you down at the State House then
Written by: Shaina Taub