When We Were Young and Trod the Boards
[Miss Forcible]
When we were young and trod the boards
Our cardboard lyres played silver chords
And flowers were flung
We gave our all each matinee
And never named the Scottish play
[Miss Spink & Miss Forcible]
When we were young
[Miss Forcible]
When I played St. Joan
Their minds were blown
[Miss Spink]
And yours too
It was for my tone
That I was known
[MIss Forcible]
All too true
[Miss Spink]
We sported hats with six foot plumes
And wore no green in dressing rooms
We flew
[Miss Forcible]
We swung
Princes came to see
Me as Ophe-
Lia
[Miss Spink]
Me too
I made Portia mine
[Miss Forcible]
You said each line
Right on cue
[Miss Spink & Miss Forcible]
We bounced about
With cardboard swords
When we were young
And trod the boards
We trod the boards
Luvvy