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1969 Broadway
1776 the Musical - Yours, Yours, Yours Lyrics
ABIGAIL:
I live like a nun in a cloister
Solitary, celibate, I hate it
ADAMS:
I live like a monk in an abbey
Ditto, ditto, I hate it
ABIGAIL:
Write to me with sentimental effusion
Let me revel in romantic illusion
ADAMS:
Do you still smell of vanilla and spring air?
And is my favorite lover's pillar still firm and fair?
ABIGAIL:
What was there, John, still is there, John
Come soon as you can to my cloister
I've forgotten the feel of your hand
ADAMS:
Madam we shall walk in Cupid's Grove together
BOTH:
And we'll fondly survey
That promised land
Till then, till then
I am as I ever was and ever was
And ever shall be
Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours
ABIGAIL:
Saltpeter, John
Read more: 1776 the Musical Songs Lyrics
1969 Broadway
1776 the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS
Sit Down, John
Piddle, Twiddle and Resolve
Till Then
The Lees of Old Virginia
But, Mr. Adams
Yours, Yours, Yours
He Plays the Violin
Cool, Cool, Considerate Men
Momma Look Sharp
The Egg
Molasses to Rum
Compliments
Is Anybody There?
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