He Plays The Violin

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Tell us about yourself. We've heard precious little. What's your first name?

[MARTHA, spoken]
Martha

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Martha... he might've least have told us that. Your husband doesn't say very much

[ADAMS, spoken]
Most silent man in Congress. I've never heard him utter three sentences together

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Not every man's a talker, John

[MARTHA, spoken]
Yes, it's true, you know. Tom is not... a talker

(sung)
Oh, he never speaks his passions
He never speaks his views
Whereas other men speak volumes
The man I love is mute

In truth, I can't recall
Being wooed with words at all
Even now

[ADAMS, spoken]
Oh, don't stop now!

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Oh, tell us: how did he win you? And how does he hold on to a bounty such as you?

[MARTHA, spoken]
Well, surely you've noticed Tom is a man of many accomplishments? Author, lawyer, statesman, architect, farmer... and still one more. That I hesitate to mention

[ADAMS, spoken]
Don't hesitate, madam, don't hesitate

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
No, tell us. What else can that redheaded tombstone do?

[MARTHA]
He plays the violin
He tucks it right under his chin
And he bows, oh he bows
For he knows, yes he knows

That it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle
Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle
My strings are unstrung

Heigh heigh heigh, heigh
I am undone

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
The violin, madam?

[MARTHA]
I hear his violin
And I get that feeling within
And I sigh, oh I sigh
He draws near, very near

And it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle
And... goodbye to the fiddle!
My strings are unstrung

Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh
I'm always undone

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
That settles it, John, we're taking up the violin!

[ADAMS, spoken]
Very well, madam! You have us playing the violin, what happens next?

[MARTHA, spoken]
"Next," Mr. Adams?

[ADAMS, spoken]
Yes, what does Tom do now?

[MARTHA, spoken]
Why, just what you would expect. We dance!

[ADAMS, spoken]
Dance?

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Dance? Incredible!

[MARTHA, spoken]
1-2-3, 1-2-3!

[ADAMS, spoken]
Who's playing the violin?

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
Oh, John, really!

John, you can dance!

[ADAMS, spoken]
We still do a few things in Boston, Franklin!

[MARTHA & ADAMS]
Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh

[MARTHA]
Heigh
When Heaven calls to me
Sing me no sad elegy
Say I died
Loving bride
Loving wife
Loving life

For it was heigh, heigh, heigh diddle diddle
Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle
And ever 'twill be!

Heigh heigh heigh, heigh
Through eternity!

[ADAMS]
He plays the violin

[FRANKLIN]
He plays the violin

[MARTHA]
He plays the violin!

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[ADAMS, spoken]
Look! Look, Franklin, he's done it! He's written it: "Dear Mr. Adams, I am taking my wife back to bed. Kindly go away. Your Obedient T. Jefferson," Incredible!

[FRANKLIN, spoken]
You know, perhaps I should have written the Declaration after all. At my age, there's little doubt the pen is mightier than the sword!

(sung)
For it's heigh, heigh, heigh diddle diddle
And God bless the man who can fiddle!

[ADAMS]
And independency?

[FRANKLIN & ADAMS]
Heigh heigh heigh, heigh!
Ya-da-da...da...da...
Through eternity!
He plays the violin!
Violin!
Violin!