You may recognize her as playing Jack's mother on 30 Rock but Elaine Stritch is a theater veteran. With her brass voice and personality she makes every song and performance her own. Reproducing or following her is difficult. Here is Elaine Stritch singing "To Keep Our Love Alive" from the Roger and Hart musical A Connecticut Yankee.
I’ve been married, and married, and often I’ve sighed
“I’m never a bridesmaid, I’m always the bride”
“I’m never a bridesmaid, I’m always the bride”
I never divorced them- I hadn’t the heart
Yet remember these sweet words, “`till death do us part”
Yet remember these sweet words, “`till death do us part”
I married many men, a ton of them
And yet I was untrue to none of them
And yet I was untrue to none of them
Because I bumped off ev’ry one of them
To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive
Sir Paul was frail, he looked a wreck to me
At night he was a horse’s neck to me
At night he was a horse’s neck to me
So I performed an appendectomy
To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive
Sir Thomas had insomnia, he couldn’t sleep at night
I bought a little arsenic, he’s sleeping now all right
I bought a little arsenic, he’s sleeping now all right
Sir Philip played the harp, I cussed the thing
I crowned him with his harp to bust the thing
And now he plays where harps are just the thing
I crowned him with his harp to bust the thing
And now he plays where harps are just the thing
To keep my love alive To keep my love alive
I thought Sir George had possibilities
But his flirtations made me ill at ease
And when I’m ill at ease, I kill at ease
To keep my love alive
But his flirtations made me ill at ease
And when I’m ill at ease, I kill at ease
To keep my love alive
Sir Charles came from a sanitorium
And yelled for drinks in my emporium
I mixed one drink, he’s in memorium
To keep my love alive
And yelled for drinks in my emporium
I mixed one drink, he’s in memorium
To keep my love alive
Sir Francis was a singing bird, a nightingale.
That’s why I tossed him off my balcony to see if he could fly
Sir Atherton indulged in fratricide
He killed his dad and that was patricide
One night I stabbed him at my mattress side
To keep my love alive To keep my love alive
He killed his dad and that was patricide
One night I stabbed him at my mattress side
To keep my love alive To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive
via World Of Wonder

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