Broadway Baby
I'm just a Broadway Baby,
Walking off my tired feet,
Pounding Forty Second Street
To be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Learning how to sing and dance,
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show.
Gee, I'd like to be on some marquee,
All twinkling lights,
A spark to pierce the dark
From Batt'ry Park to Washington Heights.
Some day maybe,
All my dreams will be repaid.
I can get to strut my stuff,
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time Broadway show!
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show.
Say, Mister producer,
Some girls get the breaks.
Just give me my cue, sir.
I've got what it takes.
Say, Mister Producer,
I'm talkin' to you, sir.
I don't need a lot,
Only what I got,
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow spot!
I'm a Broadway Baby,
Slaving at the five and ten,
Dreaming of the great day
When I'll be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Making rounds all afternoon,
Eating at a greasy spoon
To save on my dough.
At my tiny flat there's just my cat,
A bed and a chair.
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill all over Times Square.
Some day maybe,
If I stick it long enough,
I can get to strut my stuff,
Work-ing for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time
Broadway show!
Walking off my tired feet,
Pounding Forty Second Street
To be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Learning how to sing and dance,
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show.
Gee, I'd like to be on some marquee,
All twinkling lights,
A spark to pierce the dark
From Batt'ry Park to Washington Heights.
Some day maybe,
All my dreams will be repaid.
I can get to strut my stuff,
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time Broadway show!
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show.
Say, Mister producer,
Some girls get the breaks.
Just give me my cue, sir.
I've got what it takes.
Say, Mister Producer,
I'm talkin' to you, sir.
I don't need a lot,
Only what I got,
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow spot!
I'm a Broadway Baby,
Slaving at the five and ten,
Dreaming of the great day
When I'll be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Making rounds all afternoon,
Eating at a greasy spoon
To save on my dough.
At my tiny flat there's just my cat,
A bed and a chair.
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill all over Times Square.
Some day maybe,
If I stick it long enough,
I can get to strut my stuff,
Work-ing for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time
Broadway show!
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Here We Are (Original Cast Recording)
- Stephen Sondheim's Old Friends: A Celebration (Live at the Sondheim Theatre)
- Sondheim Unplugged (The NYC Sessions), Vol. 3
- Sondheim Unplugged (The NYC Sessions), Vol. 2
- Assassins (The 2022 Off-Broadway Cast Recording)
- Sondheim Unplugged (The NYC Sessions), Vol. 1
- Anyone Can Whistle (First Complete Recording) [with Arthur Laurents]
- Anyone Can Whistle (First Complete Recording)
- Losing My Mind: A Sondheim Disco Fever Dream
- Company (2018 London Cast Recording)
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