Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hymn to Her (Adapted from My Fair Lady) , by - Betty Buckley. Release date: 06.11.2014
Song language: English
Hymn to Her (Adapted from My Fair Lady) |
| HIGGINS |
| What in all of heaven could’ve promted her to go |
| After such a triumph as the ball? |
| What could’ve depressed her; |
| What could’ve possessed her? |
| I cannot understand the wretch at all |
| Women are irrational, that’s all there is to that! |
| There heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags! |
| They’re nothing but exasperating, irritating |
| Vacillating, calculating, agitating |
| Maddening and infuriating hags! |
| Pickering, why can’t a woman be more like a man? |
| PICKERING |
| Hmm? |
| HIGGINS |
| Yes… |
| Why can’t a woman be more like a man? |
| Men are so honest, so thoroughly square; |
| Eternally noble, historic’ly fair; |
| Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat |
| Well, why can’t a woman be like that? |
| Why does ev’ryone do what the others do? |
| Can’t a woman learn to use her head? |
| Why do they do ev’rything their mothers do? |
| Why don’t they grow up- well, like their father instead? |
| Why can’t a woman take after a man? |
| Men are so pleasant, so easy to please; |
| Whenever you are with them, you’re always at ease |
| Would you be slighted if I didn’t speak for hours? |
| PICKERING |
| Of course not! |
| HIGGINS |
| Would you be livid if I had a drink or two? |
| PICKERING |
| Nonsense |
| HIGGINS |
| Would you be wounded if I never sent you flowers? |
| PICKERING |
| Never |
| HIGGINS |
| Well, why can’t a woman be like you? |
| One man in a million may shout a bit |
| Now and then there’s one with slight defects; |
| One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you doubt a bit |
| But by and large we are a marvelous sex! |
| Why can’t a woman take after like a man? |
| Cause men are so friendly, good natured and kind |
| A better companion you never will find |
| If I were hours late for dinner, would you bellow? |
| PICKERING |
| Of course not! |
| HIGGINS |
| If I forgot your silly birthday, would you fuss? |
| PICKERING |
| Nonsense |
| HIGGINS |
| Would you complain if I took out another fellow? |
| PICKERING |
| Never |
| HIGGINS |
| Well, why can’t a woman be like us? |
| Mrs. Pearce, you’re a woman… |
| Why can’t a woman be more like a man? |
| Men are so decent, such regular chaps |
| Ready to help you through any mishaps |
| Ready to buck you up whenever you are glum |
| Why can’t a woman be a chum? |
| Why is thinking something women never do? |
| Why is logic never even tried? |
| Straight’ning up their hair is all they ever do |
| Why don’t they straighten up the mess that’s inside? |
| Why can’t a woman behave like a man? |
| If I was a woman who’d been to a ball |
| Been hailed as a princess by one and by all; |
| Would I start weeping like a bathtub overflowing? |
| And carry on as if my home were in a tree? |
| Would I run off and never tell me where I’m going? |
| Why can’t a woman be like me? |