Artist: original broadway cast
Song: i dismiss you
GRACE
You are not a man,
You don't have a spine,
Ready to surrender
And put Ireland in chains
Whoring's made you soft
Drink has left you weak
Not a drop of Irish blood
Is left within your veins
You and all your lies,
I've borne all that I must
I can see you clear;
You're a dead weight in a war,
A disgrace to the clan
You're a hundred things more,
What you're not is man!
Get up!
Jesus Christ!
DONAL
I've had enough of this,
Woman, hold your whist!
"Woman," well not quite,
That's always been the joke;
What is the trouble here?
Basic'lly the gist
Is I can't go on being
Married to a bloke
Yes, love, it's true
You've been adm'rably taught
Pressed to admit,
You're an ace at your trade,
You're a half-decent shot,
Fairly skilled with a blade...
But a woman you're not!
GRACE
My father up above,
His very word you flout!
DONAL
Boots, swords,
And trousers
I've been the
patient one!
GRACE
Has it been three years?
I can still walk out!
DONAL
I draw the line,
If you cross it, then
GRACE AND DONAL
We're done!
DONAL
You took my rightful place
Through the mad dying words
of a senile old man
GRACE
Now you've fin'lly said
What is unforgivable
Every day
Discrediting
DONAL
(at the same time)
Every day
regretting
BOTH
The bargain that we made
GRACE
Never did I
Have a doubt
DONAL
(at the same time)
Not a doubt ever
BOTH
That this would
Come to be
GRACE
Poisonous
And pitiful
DONAL
(at the same time)
Poisoned,
Perverted,
BOTH
The tune you asked be played
GRACE
Someone has to
pay the piper;
DONAL
(at the same time)
Someone must
pay up, dear
BOTH
Better you than me
GRACE
No!
As allowed me, by our Irish laws,
I say to you now...
I dismiss you!
I dismiss you!
I dismiss you!
MEN
Stay away from Grania,
You don't matter any more
Hang your sword up, go below - you've
Nothing else to do
Soon as we get into port
We dump you on the shore
Unity of clans is over
All because of you...
All because of you...
All because of you...
All because of you...
