Текст песни Bertie Carvel — Sh’ma/The Old Red Hills Of Home

LEO (with the noose around his neck)
Sh'ma Yisroel, Adonai elohainu,
Adonai echod.
Baruch sheym k'vod malchuso l'olam va-ed:

LUCILLE (at home)
Leo, oh Leo
I know he'll protect you
And don't be afraid;
I'll be fine here - you'll see.
LEO
One dollar twenty cents.

LUCILLE
Farewell, my Leo -
You're right here beside me
You're here by the door
And you're holding my arm
And you're stroking my hair
And you're finally:

MARY
Mr. Frank?

LEO
What is it?

LUCILLE
:free.

MARY
Happy Memorial Day.

(The 1915 parade begins to pass by upstage)

FRANKIE
I go to fight for these old hills behind me,
The old red hills of home.
I go to fight for these hills that remind me
Of a way of life that's pure,
Of the truth that will endure
In the city of Atlanta,
In the old red hills of home!

ENSEMBLE
God bless the sight of the old hills of Georgia,
The old red hills of home.
Praise those who'd fight for the old hills of Georgia
For those proud and valiant men,
We'll sing "Dixie" once again
For the men of Marietta:
For the brothers of Cobb County:
For the fathers of Atlanta:
For the patriarchs:
Who gave ev'rything for Georgia
And the old red hills of home!