Sing For Your Supper

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Sing For Your Supper

Lyrics By Lorenz Hart  Music By Richard Rodgers

In this swinging trio from The Boys from Syracuse, neglected wives Adriana, Luciana and Luce commiserate about the sweet song they must sing to keep their marriages afloat.

The song was introduced in 1938 by Muriel Angelus, Marcy Westcott and Wynn Murray singing a sophisticated vocal arrangement by Hugh Martin. Subsequent renditions include recordings by Benny Goodman and His Orchestra, Count Basie, Mel Tormé, The Mamas and the Papas, and Cher.

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“Sing For Your Supper” LYRICS

Adriana:
Hawks and crows do lots of things

Luciana:
But the canary only sings.

Luce:
She is a courtesan on wings,

All:
So I’ve heard.

Luce:
Eagles and storks are twice as strong.

Adriana:
All the canary knows is song.

Luciana:
But the canary gets along –

All:
Gilded bird!

Adriana:
Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds always eat,
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you’ll get dinner.
Dine with wine of choice,
If romance is in your voice.

I heard from a wise canary,
Trilling makes a fellow willing.
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is the time to

Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb.
They don’t buy a crumb of bread,
It’s said,
So sing and you’ll be fed.

Luce:
Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds always eat,
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you’ll get dinner.
Dine with wine of choice,
If romance is in your voice.

I heard from a wise canary,
Trilling makes you willing.
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is the time to

Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb.
They don’t buy a crumb of bread,
It’s said,
So sing and you’ll be fed.

All:

Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds always eat,
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you’ll get dinner.
Dine with wine of choice,
If romance is in your voice.

I heard from a wise canary,
Trilling makes the fellow willing,
So, little swallow, swallow now.
Now is the time to

Sing for your supper, and you’ll get breakfast.
Songbirds are not dumb.
They don’t have to buy a crumb of bread,
A spool of thread,
Just sing instead.
You don’t have to buy even a crumb of bread,
It’s said.
You’ll be fed if you sing…
(Scat)
If you dance…
So sing and you’ll be fed!