Damn, damn, damn, damn I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown accustomed to the tune that She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs Are second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again- And yet I've grown accustomed to her look Accustomed to her voice Accustomed to her face
(Spoken) "Marry Freddy." What an infantile idea. What a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do. But she'll regret it, she'llnregret it. It's doomed before they even take the vow (Sung) I can see her now, Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill In a wretched little flat above a store I can see her now, not a penny in the till And a bill collector beating at the door She'll try to teach the things I taught her And end up selling flowers instead Begging for her bread and water While her husband has his breakfast in bed In a year, or so, when she's prematurely grey And the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk She'll come home, and lo, he'll have upped and run away With a social-climbing heiress from New York Poor Eliza How simply frightful How humiliating How delightful How poignant it'll be on that inevitable night When she hammers on my door in tears and rags Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite Will I take her in or hurl her to the wolves?? Give her kindness or the treatment she deserves? Will I take her back or throw the baggage out? But I'm a most forgiving man The sort who never could, ever would Take a position and staunchly never budge Just a most forgiving man But, I shall never take her back If she were crawling on her knees Let her promise to atone Let her shiver, let her moan I'll slam the door and let the hell-cat freeze (Spoken) "Marry Freddy"-Ha (Sung) But I'm so used to hear her say "Good morning" ev'ry day Her joys, her woes Her highs, her lows Are second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I'm very grateful she's a woman And so easy to forget Rather like a habit One can always break- And yet I've grown accustomed to the trace Of something in the air Accustomed to her face
My school did a sort of musical compilation of shows they did in the past when we moved locations to commemorate the old school. I used to have the biggest crush on the boy who sang this song for the my fair lady section, I was playing trombone in the band so I got to see him every night 😂 Eventually I got over him and this song reminds me of him unfortunately (he’s actually quite annoying because it turns out I was pretty much making up his entire personality😅) but I absolutely ADORE this song ❤️❤️
Wow, the first time I hear Jeremy Iron sing and act, my goodness! He shows his irony face well. Great actor, and skilled in dark humor like the Britons practice so brilliantly.
Everbody saying what a great performance, and also he is got a sweet singing voice...Yes, yes, yes,. But impossible not see also ...what a fantastic handsome man! I almost fell in love! Gosh, when he closes his eyes for seconds...Be still my beating heart.
I had no idea that he was such a talented singer, humorous, and, of course, handsome. Complete. He embodies a certain sophistication, which I admire, and that can be found rarely nowadays.
Jeremy Irons had the goods, but I was constantly distracted by his constant playing with his hair. I think if he weren't so distracted by the hair-playing thing, he'd have more energy for the part (which most people automatically associate with Rex Harrison), but Jeremy Irons does almost as good as, if not better than Rex Harrison..
We love you JI greatly ..just watched the all of TB again all the way through..you are Peter O'toole, Richard Harris, Lawrence olivier, and Daniel Day Lewis all the way. .Thank you
If anyone could replace Harrison (whom I saw in the London 1960 revival) in this part in my heart, Irons is the one. A moving & highly professional performance-note how he "rushes" or "drags" the orchestra in the patter bits; not nearly as easy as you might think!
