Porgy's Entrance
- Audra McDonald (2012)You are listening to the song Porgy's Entrance by Audra McDonald, writer by George Gershwin;Diedre Murray;Ira Gershwin;DuBose;Dorothy Heyward in album The Gershwins' Porgy And Bess: New Broadway Cast Recording CD1. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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- Gone, Gone, Gone - Company
- My Man's Gone Now - Bryonha Marie Parham
- I Got Plenty Of Nothing - Company
- Overture - Orchestra
- Porgy's Entrance - Audra McDonald
- Picnics Is All Right - Audra McDonald
- Bess, You Is My Woman Now - Audra McDonald
- A Woman Is A Sometime Thing - Company
- Crap Game - Company
- Leaving For The Promised Land - Audra McDonald
- It Takes A Long Pull To Get There - Fishermen
- I Hates Your Strutting Style - David Alan Grier
- Oh, I Can't Sit Down - The Cast
- Summertime - Company
- Roll Them Bones - Bryonha Marie Parham
Lyrics
(Scipio opens one side of iron gate. Porgy enters
in goat cart; crowd greets him)
JAKE
Here's the ol' crap shark!
MINGO
Now we'll have a game!
PORGY
Evenin' ladies, hello, boys! Luck been ridin' high with Porgy
today.
I got a pocket full of the Buckra money,
and it's goin' to any man what got the guts to shoot it off me.
MINGO
Get on down, son, we'll take it.
SPORTING LIFE
Lay it down.
JIM
You bes' wait for Crown. I see him comin'
PORGY
Is Bess with him?
JAKE
I think Porgy's sof' on Crown's Bess.
(Men laugh)
PORGY
I ain't nebber swap two words with Bess.
MARIA
Porgy got too good sense to look twice at that
liquor guzzlin' slut.
SERENA
That gal Bess ain't fit for Gawd fearin'
ladies to 'sociate with.
PORGY
Can't you keep yo' mouth off Bess. Between Gawd fearin'
ladies and the Gawd damnin' men that gal ain't got a chance.
JAKE
Ain' I tells you Porgy sof' on her?
PORGY
No, no, brudder, Porgy ain't sof' on no woman;
They pass by singin', they pass by cryin', always lookin'.
They look in my do' an' they keep on movin'.
When Gawd make cripple, He mean him to be lonely.
Night time, day time,
He got to trabble dat lonesome road.
Night time, day time,
He got to trabble dat lonesome road.
Here comes Crown
...
PORGY
He sure love his liquor, but some day
she's gonna throw him down.
CROWN
Oh, shut up. That damn whiskey'-jus' as weak as water.
SERENA
See that hussy drinkin' like any man!
BESS
Here, Robbins, have one to the Gawd fearin' ladies.
There's nothin' like 'em, thank Gawd.
CROWN
All right, mens, I'm talkin'. Anybody answerin' me?
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