Текст песни Alan Menken - Carrying The Banner

Racetrack:
That's my cigar

Snipeshooter:
You'll steal anudder

Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers
We got work tah do

Specs:
Since when did you become me mudder?

Crutchy:
Ah, stop yer bawling!

Newsies:
Hey! Who ast you??

Mush:
Try Bottle Alley or the harbor

Racetrack:
Try Central Park, it's guaranteed

Jack:
Try any banker, bum, or barber

Skittery:
They almost all knows how to read!

Kid Blink:
I smell money

Crutchy:
You smell foul!

Mush:
Met this goyl last night

Crutchy:
Move your elbow!

Racetrack:
Pass the towel!

Skittery:
For a buck, I might!

Newsies:
Ain't it a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
Every morning
We goes where we wishes
We's as free as fishes
Sure beats washing dishes
What a fine life
Carrying the banner home-free all!

Jack:
It takes a smile as sweet as butter

Crutchy:
The kind that ladies can't resist

Racetrack:
It takes an orphan with a stutter

Jack:
Who ain't afraid ta use his

Kid Blink:
Fist!

Newsies:
Summer stinks and winter's waiting
Welcome to New Yawk!
Boy, ain't nature fascinating
When youse gotta walk?
Still, it's a fine life
Carrying the banner with me chums!
A mighty fine life
Blowing every nickel as it comes

Crutchy:
I'm no snoozer
Sitting makes me antsy
I likes living chancy

Newsies:
Harlem tah Delancey
What a fine life
Carrying the banner through the slums

Nuns:
Blessed children
Though you wander lost and depraved
Jesus loves you
You shall be saved!

SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:

Patrick's Mother
Patrick, darling,
Since you left me I am undone
Mother loves you!
God, save my son!

Racetrack:
Just Gimme Half a cup

Kid Blink:
Something ta wake me up

Mush:
I gotta find an angle

Crutchy:
I gotta sell more papes

Various Newsies:
Papers is all I got
Wish I could catch a breeze
Sure hope the headline's hot
All I can catch is fleas
God, help me if it's not!
Somebody help me, please

Newsies:
If I hate the headlines
I'll make up the headline
And I'll say anything I hafta
'Cause at two for a penny
If I take too many
Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta

SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT
1 Look! They're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start at twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?

2 What's it say?
That won't pay!
So where's your spot?
God, it's hot!
Will ya tell me
How'm I gonna make ends meet?

Newsies:
We need a good assassination!
We need an earthquake or a war!

Snipeshooter:
How 'bout a crooked politician?

Newsies:
Hey, stupid
That ain't news no more!
Uptown to Grand Central Station
Down to City Hall
We improves our circulation
Walking till we fall

SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
1 Still we'll be out there
Carrying the banner man to man!
We'll be out there
Soaking every sucker that we can!
See the headline:
Newsies on a mission!
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
While we're out there
Carrying the banner is the--

2 Look, they're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
The idiot who wrote it
Must be working for the Sun!
Didja hear about the fire?
3 Heard it killed old man Maguire!
2 Heard the toll was even higher
3Why do I miss all the fun?

2 Hitched it on a trolley
3 Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
2 Little Italy's a secret
3 Bleecker's further than I reckoned
2 By the courthouse
3 Near the stables
2 On the corner someone beckoned! and I

1 It's a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
See the headline
Newsies on a mission
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
What a fine life,
Carrying the banner!

2 Would you look at that headline?
You call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start with twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Would you tell me how'm I ever
Gonna make ends meet?

Hitched it on a trolley
Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
Little Italy's a secret
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
By the courthouse
Near the stables
On the corner someone beckoned!

Go get 'em Cowboy
You got 'em now, boy