The Boys From Syracuse - Songs

Songs

Act I
  • I Had Twins – A Sergeant, Aegon, Duke of Ephesus and The Crowd
  • Dear Old Syracuse – Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse
  • What Do You Do With a Man? – Dromio of Ephesus and Luce
  • Falling in Love with Love – Adriana
  • The Shortest Day of the Year – Adriana and Antipholus of Ephesus
  • This Can't Be Love – Antipholus of Syracuse and Luciana
  • Let Antipholus In – Entire Company (not in 2002 revival)
Act II
  • You Took Advantage of Me – The Courtesans (in 2002 revival, from Present Arms, 1928)
  • Ladies of the Evening – Singing Policeman, Another Policeman, Policemen and Courtesans (not in 2002 revival)
  • He and She – Dromio of Syracuse and Luce
  • You Have Cast Your Shadow on the Sea – Antipholus of Syracuse
  • Come With Me – A Sergeant and Syracuse Policemen
  • Big Brother – Dromio of Ephesus (comes before "Come With Me" in 2002 revival, and sung by both Dromios)
  • Sing for Your Supper – Adriana, Luce, Luciana, Madam, The Courtesans and The Crowd
  • Oh, Diogenes! – Adriana, Luce and Luciana

The 2002 revival ended with :

  • Hurrah! Hurroo (reprise) (Sing for Your Supper) – Madam, Courtesans, Luce, Adriana, Luciana, and the Crowd
  • This Can't Be Love (reprise) – The Company

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