Jack Feldman - Carrying the Banner (Film Version) lyrics

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Jack Feldman - Carrying the Banner (Film Version) lyrics

[RACETRACK] That's my cigar [SNIPESHOOTER] You'll steal anudder [KID BLINK] Hey, bummers We got work to do [SPECS] Since when did you become me mudder? [CRUTCHY] Ah, stop yer bawling! [NEWSIES] Hey! Who ast you? [Instrumental] [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] Pa** 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 washin' dishes What a fine life Carrying the banner home-free all! [JACK] It takes a smile as sweet as bu*ter [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 waitin' Welcome to New Yawk! Boy, ain't nature fascinating When you's 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 Sittin' makes me antsy I likes livin' chancy [NEWSIES] Harlem to 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! [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 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? 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 a**a**ination! 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 Still we'll be out there Carrying the banner ​man to man! We'll be out there Soaking every s**er that we can! See the headline: Newsies on a mission! k** the competition Sell the next edition While we're out there Carrying the banner is the— 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? Heard it k**ed old man Maguire! Heard the toll was even higher Why do I miss all the fun? 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 and I— [musical interlude] 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 k** the competition Sell the next edition What a fine life Carrying the banner! It's a ​fine life Carrying the banner It's a ​fine life Carrying the banner It's a ​fine life Carrying the banner It's a ​fine life Carrying the banner It's a— 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 But a dozen will 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 Go get 'em, cowboy You got 'em now, boy Go!