Broadway, My Way

Music: Frank Wildhorn
Lyrics: Nan Knighton

I wonder if when all is done
Anyone heard my voice
But from the start, we have no choice
Our journeys just begin
I'll never know if I was right
Did I fight hard enough?
Or when the battles grew to rough
Should I have given in?
But here I stand and swear to you
I did the best that I could do
I know my voice was just a whisper
But someone may have heard
There were nights the moon above me stirred
And let me grab a hold
My hands have touched the gold
My heart's been driven by extremes
Blind with dreams, tight with fear
But still, God knows I was here
And oh, I was alive! And now I lay the past to rest
For in the end I did my best
You have to live the life you're given
And never close your eyes!
You hold on and stare into the skies
And burn against the cold
For any moment you might find the gold!
And there was joy through it all
And I am standing tall
And though my voice was just a whisper
Someone must have heard!
There were nights the moon above me stirred
And let my life take hold
I rode across that sky
And once I touched the gold!

Music: Bjorn Ulvaeus & Benny Anderson
Lyrics: Time Rice

No man, no madness
Though their sad power may prevail
Can possess, conquer, my country's heart
They rise to fail
She is eternal
Long before nations' lines were drawn
When no flags flew, when no armies stood
My land was born
And you ask me why I love her
Through wars, death, and despair She is the constant
We who don't care
And you wonder why I leave her
But how?
I cross over borders but I'm still there now
How can I leave her?
Where would I start?
Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart
My land's only borders lie around my heart

Music: Jule Styne
Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim

Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still
That's OK for some people
Who don't know they're alive
Some people can thrive and bloom
Living life in the living room
That's perfect for some people
Of one hundred and five
But I at least gotta try
When I think of
All the sights that I gotta see
All the places I gotta play
All the things I gotta be at
Come on Papa
What do you say?
Some people can be content
Playing bingo and paying rent
That's peachy for some people
For some hum-drum people to be
But some people ain't me!
I had a dream
A wonderful dream, Papa
All about June in the Orpheum Circuit
Gimme a chance and I know I can work it! I had a dream
Just as real as can be, Papa
There I was in Mr. Orpheum's office
And he was saying to me
"Rose, get yourself some new orchestrations
New routines and red velvet curtains
Get a feathered hat for the baby
Photographs in front of the theater
Get an agent and in jig time
You'll be being booked in the big time!"
Oh, what a dream!
A wonderful dream, Papa!
And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, Papa
That's what he said
Only eighty-eight bucks

Goodbye to blueberry pie!
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to
All the lodges I had to play
All the shruners I said hello to
Hey L.A. I'm comin' your way!
Some people sit on their butts
Got the dream, Yeah, but not the guts
That's living for some people
For some hum-drum people
I suppose
Well, they can stay and rot!
But not Rose!!!

By Sammy Fain & Irving Kahal

Cathedral bells were tolling
And our hearts sang on
Was it the spell of Paris
Or the April dawn?
Who knows if we shall meet again?
But when the morning chimes ring sweet again...
I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day through
In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children's carousel
The chestnut trees
The wishin' well
I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you In the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
(Instrumental)
In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children's carousel
The chestnut trees
The wishin' well
I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you
In the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

Music: Frank Wildhorn
Lyrics: Leslie Bricusse

A new life,
What I wouldn't give
To have a new life
One thing I have learned
As I go through life
Nothing is for free
Along the way!

A new start
That's the thing I need
To give me new heart
Half a chance in life
To find a new part
Just a simple role
That I can play

A new hope
Something to convince me
To renew hope!
A new day
Bright enough to help me
Find my way!

A new chance
One that maybe has
A touch of romance
Where can it be,
The chance for me?

A new dream
I have one I know
That very few dream
I would like to see
That overdue dream
Even though
It never may come true! A new love Though I know there's no
Such thing as true love
Even so,
Although I never knew love
Still I feel that one dream is my due!

A new world
This one thing I want
To ask of you world
Once before it's time
To say Adieu, world
One sweet chance to
Prove the cynics wrong!

A new life
More and more I'm sure
As I go through life
Just to play the game
And to pursue life
Just to share it's pleasures
And belong
That's what I've been here for
All along!
Each days a brand new life!

Music: Mitch Leigh
Lyrics: Joe Darion

Hear me now oh thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and debauched as can be
And a knight with his banners all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!

I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
Destroyer of evil am I
I will march to the sound of the trumpets of glory
Forever to conquer or die
Hear me heathens and wizards and serpents of sin
All your dastardly doings are past
For a holy endeavor is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last! I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
A name all the world soon will know
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
Oh whither so ever they blow

Whither so ever they blow
Onward to Glory I go
(Instrumental)
I am I, Don Quixote, The Lord of La Mancha
A name all the world soon will know
And the wild winds of fortune
will carry me onward
Oh whither so ever they blow
Whither so ever they blow
Onward to glory I go!