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letra de the legacy - cy coleman, on the twentieth century original broadway cast

oscar
you may feel bad for a while
but it’s better far this way
for i am much too good a showman
to dwindle like a snowman
melting down one sunny day
my office one overflowed
with celebrities galore
i ruled broadway like a king
but now what lies in store?
[spoken] boys, can’t you see it? oh god
[sung] i can see a lonely shuffling figure
haunting shubert alley
[spoken]
“it’s crazy oscar”, hear them cry!
“get officer o’malley”!
i meant no harm. please help me up!
where are my pencils? where are my cup?
oh thank you lad, i’ll move along
pеncils. pencils. who’ll buy my pencils?
[sung]
crazy oscar’s song
you wouldn’t want to see me that way
boys, i know when i’ve had my day
my story ends
the drama’s through
i leave my worldly possessions to you

to you i leave my cape and my fedora
to you i leave my mustache wax
to you i leave an ostrich fan from flora dora
to you i leave my unpaid income tax
to you i leave my bust of henry irving
to you i leave my headache pills
to you, my set of theodore dreiser
my portrait of the kaiser
and a ten foot stack of unpaid bills
and when you hear a lonely whistle blowing
some future time while riding through the night
could be that whistle is your dear departed oscar
calling “boys let’s meet at luchow’s for a bite”
to you i leave my j-panese kimono
to you i leave my cane and spats
to you i leave a worn out record of “ramona”
to you i leave my gravy stained cravats
to you i leave my letters to the critics
to you i leave a large false nose
to you my bowl of red wax cherries
a wig of ellen terry’s
and some ticket stubs from “abie’s irish rose”

[spoken]
boys, boys, dry your eyes. i don’t want to see you weeping
i want smiles! and pride in the memories of your association with me
some day in the future, when you are feeling low…
i want you to go to your closet, and when you open that door…

[sung]
take out my cape and my fedora
and put it on and think of me
and call to mind my charismatic aura
and the legacy i left to thee!

- cy coleman on the twentieth century original broadway cast

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