PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Paige O'Hara
Paige O'Hara
Chant
Jack Gilford
Jack Gilford
Chant
Maureen McGovern
Maureen McGovern
Chant
New York Choral Artists
New York Choral Artists
Chœur
Michael Tilson Thomas
Michael Tilson Thomas
Direction d’orchestre
Michael Feldman
Michael Feldman
Direction d’orchestre
Orchestra of St. Luke's
Orchestra of St. Luke's
Interprète
Robert Fisher
Robert Fisher
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Paige O'Hara
Paige O'Hara
Écriture
Ira Gershwin
Ira Gershwin
Paroles
George Gershwin
George Gershwin
Composition
David Garrison
David Garrison
Écriture
Merwin Goldsmith
Merwin Goldsmith
Écriture
George Dvorsky
George Dvorsky
Écriture
Raymond Thorne
Raymond Thorne
Écriture
Mark Zimmerman
Mark Zimmerman
Écriture
Frank Kopyc
Frank Kopyc
Écriture
Jack Dabdoub
Jack Dabdoub
Écriture
Walter Hook
Walter Hook
Écriture
Casper Roos
Casper Roos
Écriture
Maskell Gordon
Maskell Gordon
Écriture
Louise Edeiken
Louise Edeiken
Écriture
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Steven Epstein
Steven Epstein
Production

Paroles

Jilted, jilted
I'm a flower that's wilted
Blighted, blighted
'Til the wrong is righted
Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken
Faded, faded
Heaven knows why
When man are deceivers, I'm afraid
'Tis sad to be a trusting maid
Jilted, jilted, jilted am I
Oh, what is there left but to die?
Jilted, jilted
She's a flower that's wilted
Blighted, blighted
'Til the wrong is righted
Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken
Faded, faded—
Heaven knows why
Just as in the Frankie and Johnny song
He done her wrong
He done her wrong
Jilted, jilted, jilted is she
Oh, what is there left but to dee?
Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo!
And now, Mister President, what have you to say for yourself?
Impeach me! Fine me! Jail me! Sue me!
My Mary's love means much more to me
Enough! Enough! We want no preachment
It's time to vote on his impeachment
It's time to vote on his impeachment
The Senator from Minnesota?
Guilty!
Check
The Senator from North Dakota?
Guilty!
Check
The Senator from Louisiana?
Guilty!
Check
The Senator who's from Montana?
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Mary!
Before you go any further
With your permission
I must tell of my husband's delicate condition
Delicate condition?
What do you mean?
I'm about to be a mother
He's about to be a father
We're about to have a baby (Oh)
I must tell it
These doings compel it
Oh, I'm about to be a mother
He's about to be a father
We're about to have a baby
A baby?
A baby to love and adore
Who could ask for anything more?
She's about to be a mother
He's about to be a father
They're about to have a baby
We can't bother
A budding young father
Mary, is it true?
Am I gonna have a baby?
It's true, John, it's true
Water!
They're about to have a baby, a baby—
This is a fine situation
I am compromised and she gets the baby
Gentlemen, the Senate has never impeached an expectant father
What do you say?
Not guilty!
Now you can go back to being President
And I'll go back to Vice
I go to the telegraph office to cable my report
This is American trickery of the most reprehensible sort
I was the most beautiful blossom
In all the Southland
Strike up the cymbals, drum and fife
One of us was to be the President's wife
Great work, Jack
You've done your duty by posterity
Posterity—
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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