[Berthe] ♪ What good is a field on a fine summer night ♪
♪ If you sit all alone with the weeds? ♪
♪ Or a succulent pear if with each juicy bite ♪
♪ You spit out your teeth with the seeds? ♪
♪ Before it's too late stop trying to wait ♪
♪ For fortune and faith you're secure of ♪
♪ For there's one thing to be sure of, mate ♪
♪ There's nothing to be sure of! ♪
♪ Oh, it's time to start livin' ♪
♪ Time to take a little from the world you're given ♪
♪ Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall ♪
♪ In just no time at all ♪
Yeah, but grandma, it’s time that I’m worried about.
You sit down. I don’t want to hear another
word from you until I’m finished. Sit down.
I have three more choruses to do.
[audience laughing]
Now, you can join me if you wish.
That goes for all of you out there too.
All of you just sitting there, staring at me, looking dumbfounded.
But just the choruses, the verses are all mine.
[Berthe] ♪ I never wondered if I was afraid ♪
♪ When there was a challenge to take ♪
♪ And I never thought about how much I weighed ♪
♪ When there was still one piece of cake ♪
♪ Maybe it's meant the hours I've spent ♪
♪ Being broken and bent and unwell ♪
♪ But there's still no cure so heaven-sent ♪
♪ As the chance to raise some hell ♪
Everybody!
(Berthe) Verse.
♪ Sages tweet that age is sweet ♪
♪ Good deeds and good work earn you laurels ♪
♪ But what could make you feel more obsolete ♪
♪ Than being noted for your morals? ♪
♪ Give me a man who is handsome and strong ♪
♪ Someone who's stalwart and steady ♪
♪ Give me a night that's romantic and long ♪
♪ Then give me a month to get ready ♪
♪ Well I could waylay some aging roue ♪
♪ And persuade him to play in some cranny ♪
♪ But it's hard to believe I'm being led astray ♪
♪ By a man who calls me granny ♪
Alright, this time let’s hear it from everybody.
One. Two. Three. Four.
[Berthe] ♪ Now when those drearies do attack ♪
♪ And the siege of the sads begins ♪
♪ I throw these regal shoulders back ♪
♪ And lift these noble chins ♪
[audience cheering and applauding]
♪ Here is a secret I never have told ♪
♪ Maybe you'll understand why ♪
♪ I believe if I refuse to grow old ♪
♪ I can stay young till I die ♪
Ooh.
Ahh.
Ooh.
[audience laughing and applauding]
Mon chéri.
Ahh.
Ooh.
♪ Well, I've known the fears of sixty-six years ♪
♪ I've had troubles and tears by the score ♪
♪ But the only thing I'd trade them for ♪
♪ Is sixty-seven more ♪
One. Two. Three. Four.
(Berthe) Oh, thank you.
[Audience continues singing]
Thank you very much.
[Audience stops]
You’ve been a wonderful audience. Thank you.
[audience applauding and cheering]
I wanna sing this one to Pippin.
♪ Oh, it's time to keep livin' ♪
♪ Time to keep takin' from the world you're given ♪
♪ You are my time, so I'll throw off my shawl ♪
♪ And watching your flings be flung all over ♪
♪ Makes me feel young all over ♪
[Berthe and ensemble] ♪ In just no time at all ♪
[audience applauding and cheering]