When We Were Young and Trod the Boards

[Miss Forcible]
When we were young and trod the boards
Our cardboard lyres played silver chords
And flowers were flung

We gave our all each matinee
And never named the Scottish play

[Miss Spink & Miss Forcible]
When we were young

[Miss Forcible]
When I played St. Joan
Their minds were blown

[Miss Spink]
And yours too
It was for my tone
That I was known

[MIss Forcible]
All too true

[Miss Spink]
We sported hats with six foot plumes
And wore no green in dressing rooms
We flew

[Miss Forcible]
We swung

Princes came to see
Me as Ophe-
Lia

[Miss Spink]
Me too
I made Portia mine

[Miss Forcible]
You said each line
Right on cue

[Miss Spink & Miss Forcible]
We bounced about
With cardboard swords
When we were young
And trod the boards
We trod the boards
Luvvy