Rags: The New American Musical: The Sound of Love

How does the music get onto the gramophone, Ben?
 You just sing into this horn
 Sing? What should I sing?
 Sing anything
 I am singing here
 In this gramophone
 Like an idiot
 Is how I feel
 There! Now, you can play it back on this machine!
 That's all there is to it?
 Yeah, that's all!
 Don't dawdle, Morris, Grandma Tilia's waiting
 I am singing here
 In this gramophone
 Like an idiot
 Is how I feel
 Mama, that little boy! He was singing into that machine!
 He's making a record
 For my mother
 For your mother?
 Yes, uh, she's... she's
 Very sick
 She feels terrible
 Terrible!
 Lying all alone
 So alone!
 Crying 'cause her boy is gone!
 I have to work
 But on her gramophone!
 Yes, she owns a gramophone!
 She hears his voice!
 She loves my voice!
 And in his voice she finds, the what?
 The will, the courage
 Yes, the courage to go -
 On and on and on and -
 That sounds wonderful!
 Doesn't it?
 Truly wonderful!
 Wasn't it?
 How much did you say that it was?
 Twenty five dollars!
 So much?
 Yes, but think, Missus
 Of your Morris, Soon, he'll be gone and grown
 Gone off to work, or worse!
 But now, with his own -
 Oy!
 Think how the years are flying
 Flying!
 Pass like the birds above!
 Faster than the birds they fly!
 Don't just stand there sighing!
 Now, you'll have joy undying!
 Think, Missus, what you're buying!
 Think, Missus, of
 That one special sound!
 Here is that sound!
 Hark to the sound-
 Of love!
 I am singing here
 In this gramophone
 Mama, I dedicate
 This song to you
 To me? I'll take it!
 Come see my magic music machine
 Step right on over to your old buddy Ben
 I'm here to show-how
 American know-how
 Means that you're never lonely again
 Gather round, you'll see what I mean
 There's room for everyone, you don't have to shove
 And-a proceed, folks
 All that we need, folks
 One volunteer, ooh
 Here's one right here, to bring you the sound of love
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 Here's my magic music machine
 It ain't no blarney when I tell you it's great
 'Tis an old country tune
 That I croon
 'Neath the moon
 For my mama!
 Anymore there?
 For her mama!
 O Cara Mama
 How I love you, Mama
 You hear me singing
 I love you Mama!
 Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama
 Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama what a machine
 What a machine!
 The newest wonder of a wonderful age!
 Hey, Mr. Edison!
 Thanks for the medicine!
 Grazi, signora
 Faith and Begorrah
 Stop with the Hora
 Send your friends for a sample of
 The sound of love!