Music Invasion: John Barrowman and Ruthie Henshall's "Unworthy of Your Love"

>> Monday, November 08, 2010

I think it was a few years ago on PBS where I saw this brilliant Sondheim review which featured Bronson Pinchot, Carol Burnett, John Barrowman, Ruthie Henshall and George Hearn that was so good that got me buying two copies. The long version is that I lend the first copy to a colleague who lost it and I have to go out and buying another one to replace it. In turn, I love Sondheim. The review is brilliant, it's funny, witty and touching at times. Of course, having the top tier musical actors in the act make the whole thing so much more decadent.

There are some great performance in the revival but right now this one is sticking to my head. It's an one-of-a-kind love song from the musical Assassins. Instead of showing the two characters here singing to each other, it is originally about a craze gunman assassinating Ronald Reagen to prove his love for Jodie Foster and female gunman Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme attempting to assassinate Gerald Ford for Charlie Manson. Instead of "Darlin', darlin'" in the lyrics, the original were "Jodie" and "Charlie" respectively. It's slightly crooked and unhealthy, but that's what makes it interesting.



Unworthy of Your Love

I am nothing, you are wind and water and sky.
Darlin', tell me darlin', how I can earn you love?
I would swim oceans, I would move mountains,
I would do anything for you, what do you want me to do?

I am unworthy of your love, darlin', darlin'
Let me prove worthy of you love.
Tell me how I can earn your love, set me free.
How can I turn your love to me?

I am nothing, you are wind and devil and God,
Darlin', take my blood and my body for your love.
Let me feel fire, Let me drink poison,
Tell me to tear my heart in two,
If that's what you want me to do.

I am unworthy of you love, darlin', darlin',
I have done nothing for your love.
Let me be worthy of your love, set you free.

I would come take you from you life...
I would some take you from your cell...
You would be queen to me, not wife...
I would crawl belly deep through hell...
Baby, I'd die for you even though I will always know:

I am unworthy of your love, darlin', darlin',
Let me be worthy of your love.
I'll find a way to earn your love, wait and see.
Then you will turn your love to me, your love to me...

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