Of Thee I Sing - Songs

Songs

Act I
  • Wintergreen for President* – Ensemble
  • Who is the Lucky Girl to Be? – Diana Devereaux and Ensemble
  • The Dimple on My Knee – Diana, Sam Jenkins and Ensemble
  • Because, Because – Diana, Sam and Ensemble
  • As the Chairman of the Committee – Matthew Arnold Fulton and Company
  • How Beautiful – Company
  • Never Was There a Girl So Fair – Company
  • Some Girls Can Bake a Pie – John P. Wintergreen, Mary Turner and Company
  • Love is Sweeping the Country – Sam, Emily Benson and Ensemble
  • Of Thee I Sing – Wintergreen, Mary and Company
  • Here's a Kiss for Cinderella – Wintergreen and Ensemble
  • I Was the Most Beautiful Blossom – Diana
  • Some Girls Can Bake a Pie (Reprise) – Wintergreen, Diana, Judges and Ensemble
Act II
  • Hello, Good Morning – Sam, Emily and Secretaries
  • Who Cares? – Wintergreen, Mary and Reporters
  • Garçon, S'il Vous Plaît** – French Soldiers
  • The Illegitimate Daughter – The French Ambassador and Ensemble
  • We'll Impeach Him – Senator Robert E. Lyons, Francis X. Gilhooley and Ensemble
  • Who Cares? (Reprise) – Wintergreen and Mary
  • The (Senatorial) Roll Call – Alexander Throttlebottom and Ensemble
  • Jilted – Diana and Company
  • Who Could Ask for Anything More? – Mary and Company
  • Posterity – Wintergreen and Company
  • Trumpeter, Blow Your Horn – Ensemble
  • Finale – Company
*The campaign song "Wintergreen for President" includes parts of folk and patriotic songs such as Sousa's "Stars and Stripes Forever", and "Hail, Hail, the Gang's All Here." The song has been adopted by the Harvard University Band as a pep song, and is traditionally played at Harvard football games.
**The music introducing the French and their ambassador includes the opening bars of Gershwin's own "An American in Paris".

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