DAVID: How does the music get onto the gramophone, Ben?
BEN: You just sing into this horn.
DAVID: Sing? What should I sing?
BEN: Sing anything.
DAVID: I am singing here
In this gramophone
Like an idiot
Is how I feel.
BEN: There! Now, you can play it back on this machine!
DAVID: That's all there is to it?
BEN: Yeah, that's all!
WOMAN: Don't dawdle, Morris, Grandma Tilia's waiting.
DAVID: I am singing here
In this gramophone
Like an idiot
Is how I feel.
MORRIS: Mama, that little boy! He was singing into that machine!
BEN: He's making a record.
DAVID: For my mother.
WOMAN: For your mother?
DAVID: Yes, uh, she's….she's….
BEN: Very sick.
She feels terrible
DAVID: Terrible!
BEN: Lying all alone.
DAVID: So alone!
BEN: Crying ‘cause her boy is gone!
DAVID: I have to work.
BEN: But on her gramophone!
BEN AND DAVID: Yes, she owns a gramophone!
BEN: She hears his voice!
DAVID: She loves my voice!
BEN: And his his voice she finds, the what?
DAVID: The will, the courage
BEN: Yes, the courage to go -
BEN AND DAVID: On and on and on and -
WOMAN: That sounds wonderful!
BEN AND DAVID: Doesn't it?
WOMAN: Truly wonderful!
BEN AND DAVID: Wasn't it?
WOMAN: How much did you say that it was?
BEN: Twenty five dollars!
WOMAN: So much?
BEN: 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 -
WOMAN: Oy!
BEN: Think how the years are flying
WOMAN: Flying!
BEN: Pass like the birds above!
WOMAN: Faster than the birds they fly!
BEN: Don't just stand there sighing!
DAVID: Now, you'll have joy undying!
BEN: Think, Missus, what you're buying!
DAVID: Think, Missus, of
BEN AND DAVID: That one special sound!
BEN: Here is that sound!
BEN AND DAVID: Hark to the sound-
BEN: Of love!
MORRIS: I am singing here
In this gramophone
Mama, I dedicate
This song to you…
MOTHER: To me? I'll take it!
BEN: 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
BEN: Here's my magic music machine
It ain't no blarney when I tell you it's great
GIRL: ‘Tis an old country tune
That I croon
‘neath the moon
For my mama!
WOMAN: Anymore there?
SHOPPERS: For her mama!
BEN: O Cara Mama
How I love you, Mama
You hear me singing
I love you Mama!
SHOPPERS: Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama what a machine
BEN: What a machine!
SHOPPERS: The newest wonder of a wonderful age!
MOTHERS: Hey, Mr. Edison!
Thanks for the medicine!
BEN: Grazi, senora
Faith and Begorrah
Stop with the horror
Send your friends for a sample of
The sound of love!

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