He Plays The Violin

Lyrics

[FRANKLIN, spoken] Tell us about yourself. We've heard precious little. What's your first name? [MARTHA, spoken] Martha [FRANKLIN, spoken] Martha... he might've least have told us that. Your husband doesn't say very much [ADAMS, spoken] Most silent man in Congress. I've never heard him utter three sentences together [FRANKLIN, spoken] Not every man's a talker, John [MARTHA, spoken] Yes, it's true, you know. Tom is not... a talker (sung) Oh, he never speaks his passions He never speaks his views Whereas other men speak volumes The man I love is mute In truth, I can't recall Being wooed with words at all Even now [ADAMS, spoken] Oh, don't stop now! [FRANKLIN, spoken] Oh, tell us: how did he win you? And how does he hold on to a bounty such as you? [MARTHA, spoken] Well, surely you've noticed Tom is a man of many accomplishments? Author, lawyer, statesman, architect, farmer... and still one more. That I hesitate to mention [ADAMS, spoken] Don't hesitate, madam, don't hesitate [FRANKLIN, spoken] No, tell us. What else can that redheaded tombstone do? [MARTHA] He plays the violin He tucks it right under his chin And he bows, oh he bows For he knows, yes he knows That it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle My strings are unstrung Heigh heigh heigh, heigh I am undone [FRANKLIN, spoken] The violin, madam? [MARTHA] I hear his violin And I get that feeling within And I sigh, oh I sigh He draws near, very near And it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle And... goodbye to the fiddle! My strings are unstrung Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh I'm always undone [FRANKLIN, spoken] That settles it, John, we're taking up the violin! [ADAMS, spoken] Very well, madam! You have us playing the violin, what happens next? [MARTHA, spoken] "Next," Mr. Adams? [ADAMS, spoken] Yes, what does Tom do now? [MARTHA, spoken] Why, just what you would expect. We dance! [ADAMS, spoken] Dance? [FRANKLIN, spoken] Dance? Incredible! [MARTHA, spoken] 1-2-3, 1-2-3! [ADAMS, spoken] Who's playing the violin? [FRANKLIN, spoken] Oh, John, really! John, you can dance! [ADAMS, spoken] We still do a few things in Boston, Franklin! [MARTHA & ADAMS] Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh [MARTHA] Heigh When Heaven calls to me Sing me no sad elegy Say I died Loving bride Loving wife Loving life For it was heigh, heigh, heigh diddle diddle Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle And ever 'twill be! Heigh heigh heigh, heigh Through eternity! [ADAMS] He plays the violin [FRANKLIN] He plays the violin [MARTHA] He plays the violin! [Segue] [ADAMS, spoken] Look! Look, Franklin, he's done it! He's written it: "Dear Mr. Adams, I am taking my wife back to bed. Kindly go away. Your Obedient T. Jefferson," Incredible! [FRANKLIN, spoken] You know, perhaps I should have written the Declaration after all. At my age, there's little doubt the pen is mightier than the sword! (sung) For it's heigh, heigh, heigh diddle diddle And God bless the man who can fiddle! [ADAMS] And independency? [FRANKLIN & ADAMS] Heigh heigh heigh, heigh! Ya-da-da...da...da... Through eternity! He plays the violin! Violin! Violin!