Better Song Lyrics
Spoken: Miss March, I spoke my mind,
as you spoke yours. Obviously, it was
not appreciated on either side.
Spoken: Obvioulsy! My stories were a great success in Concord.
Better than what?
Better than this dazzling plot?
This story will be my 'King Lear.'
Each phrase is better.
Better than him.
Better! Even my smallest whim
How can he miss what's so clear?
How can I do better than what's
How can what he said to me be true?
If I don't succeed, what will I do?
Turn around, go back to Concord?
Leave New York behind
How dare he make me doubt
The way I feel?
Dobt that each thrilling page
Is who i am?
Aren't these words alive
Vivid as my attic where it all began?
Spoken: Jo! Jo, the girls at school were horrible to me! Charlotte Fenton
said my dress is ragged and my
nose is flat!
Spoken: Jo, I hate being a governess. I should
be meeting eligible young men.
Spoken: It's going to be a dismal Christmas:
what with Father away and no money
Spoken: Meg, Amy- Jo has a surprise for us.
Or was I better, better when
I was home?
[Thanks to firstname.lastname@example.org for lyrics]