Top Songs By Jenn Colella
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jenn Colella
Performer
Original Broadway Cast of Suffs
Performer
Emily Whitaker
Keyboards
Yuka Tadano
Electric Bass Guitar
Julianne Merrill
Programming
Nick Schenkel
Programming
Sam Starobin
Programming
Beth Callen
Guitar
Dara Hankins
Cello
Mazz Swift
Violin
Andrea Grody
Music Director
Rosa Avila
Drums
Sara Jacovino
Trombone
Christine MacDonnell
Reeds
Emily Pecoraro
Reeds
Liesl Whitaker
Trumpet
Rebecca Steinberg
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaina Taub
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shaina Taub
Producer
Craig Rosen
Executive Producer
Mikey Parker
Executive Producer
Pete Ganbarg
Executive Producer
Andrea Grody
Music Supervisor
Jess Birch
Drum Technician
Dean Sharenow
Producer
Thom Beemer
Recording Engineer
Ed Wedberg
Recording Technician
Lyrics
Welcome, gentlemen
God bless our great republic
God bless our grand old flag
God bless the land of freedom we hold dear
And the heartbeat of that land
Will always be the home
And that, of course, is woman's sacred sphere
We nurture every family
Just as we're meant to do
So won't you let us nurture the nation too?
Let mother vote, we raised you after all
Won't you thank the lady you have loved since you were small?
We reared you, cheered you, helped you when you fell
With your blessing, we could help America as well
Let mother vote, we'll keep our country clean
We'll tidy up our politics until they are pristine
We will wash out any stain in society's domain
So, mister, won't you please let mother vote?
Let mother vote, we've got the recipe
For a well-balanced government, fresh-baked with decency
Two cups of moral fiber, add a dollop of good grace
Mix in maternal instinct, and the world's a better place
(Let mother vote)
Let mother vote (let mother), we'll nurse the USA
Until corruption, greed, and mice are sweetly swept away
We'll deploy domestic skills to cure domestic ills
So, mister, won't you please let mother vote?
'Cause we gave birth to old Abe Lincoln and Robert E. Lee
Babe Ruth and Woodrow Wilson
We bounced 'em on our knee
We brought you, all these brilliant guys
Don't we deserve a little prize?
Let mother vote, don't worry, it's all right
We'll still be there to hold you close
And tuck you in at night (tuck you in)
It won't disrupt your lives, we'll still be loyal wives
So, mister, won't you please let mother vote?
(Let mother vote)
We'll vote like father, vote like son
And two good votes are better than one
So please (please)
Pretty please (please, please)
Let dear old mother vote (dear old mother vote)
Let your all-American mother vote
Written by: Shaina Taub