Song Description
By modernizing the score to HMS Pinafore I hope to open the door to the absurd kookiness of Gilbert's book and lyrics for a whole new generation of audiences, designers, choreographers, and directors.
Molly Davy - Josephine; Mark MItchell - piano.
Recorded 10/29/15 at East Side Sound,NYC; MP Kuo, engineer.
| Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Unique - Unclassified |
Lyrics
The hours creep on apace,
My guilty heart is quaking.
Oh, that I might retrace,
The step that I am taking.
It's folly it were easy to be showing,
What I am giving up and wither going.
On the one hand,
Papa's luxurious home with ancestral
armour and old brasses. Yes, brasses!
Carved oak and tapestry form distant Rome,
Rare 'blue and white" Venetian finger glasses,
Rich oriental rugs, luxurious sofa pillows,
And ev'rything that isn't old from Gillows!
And on the other hand,
A dark and dingy room in some back street
With stuffy children crying,
Where organs yell and clacking housewives
Fume, and clothes are hanging out
All day a drying,
With one cracked glass to see your face in,
And dinner served up in a pudding basin!
A simple sailor lowly born;
Unlettered and unknown,
Who toils for bread from early morn
'Til half the night has flown,
'Til half the night has flown,
No golden rank can he impart,
No wealth of house of land,
No fortune, save his trusty heart
And honest, strong right hand,
His trusty heart and strong right hand.
And yet he is so wondrous fair,
That love for one so passing rare,
So peerless in his manly beauty,
Were little else than solemn duty,
Oh god of love and god of reason say,
Which of you twain shall my poor heart obey?
A simple sailor lowly born;
Unlettered and unknown,
No golden rank can he impart,
No wealth of house of land,
No fortune, save his trusty heart
And honest, strong right hand,
His trusty heart and strong right hand.
Oh god of love and god of reason say,
Which of you twain shall my poor heart obey?
God of love, god of reason,
God of reason, god of love, say,
Which shall my poor heart obey?
Oh god of love and god of reason say,
Oh god of love and god of reason say,
Which of you twain shall my poor heart obey?