Children And Art

You would have liked him
 Mama, you would
 Mama, he makes things
 Mama, they're good
 Just as you said from the start
 Children and art
 Children and art
 He should be happy
 Mama, he's blue
 What do I do?
 You should have seen it
 It was a sight
 Mama, I mean it
 All color and light
 I don't understand what it was
 But, Mama, the things that he does
 They twinkle and shimmer and buzz
 You would have liked them--
 It... him... Henry! Henry!
 Henry
 It's George, Grandmother
 Of course it is
 I thought you were your father for a moment
 Did I tell you who that was?
 Of course
 That is your mother
 Isn't she beautiful?
 There she is, there she is
 There she is, there she is
 Mama is everywhere
 He must have loved her so much
 Is she really in all those places, Marie?
 This is our family, this is the lot
 After I go, this is all that you've got, honey
 Wasn't she beautiful, though?
 You would have liked her
 Mama did things
 No one had done
 Mama was funny
 Mama was fun
 Mama spent money
 When she had none
 Mama said, "Honey, mustn't be blue
 It's not so much do what you like
 As it is that you like what you do"
 Mama said, "Darling, don't make such a drama
 A little less thinking, a little more feeling"
 I'm just quoting Mama!
 The child is so sweet
 And the girls are so rapturous
 Isn't it lovely how artists can capture us?
 Yes, it is, Marie
 You would have liked her--
 Honey, I'm wrong
 You would have loved her
 Mama enjoyed things
 Mama was smart
 See how she shimmers?
 I mean, from the heart
 I know, honey, you don't agree
 But this is our family tree
 Just wait 'til we're there, and you'll see
 Listen to me
 Mama was smart
 Listen to Mama
 Children and art
 Children and art