Newsies - Carryin The Banner 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! Several 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 girl 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 washing dishes What a fine life Carrying the banner Home-free all! **[cut out in movie, but is still on the soundtrack]** **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 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 Three Nuns: Blessed children Though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you You shall be saved! [SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:] 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:] Group one: Look! They're puttin' up the headline You 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? Group two: 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 [SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:] Group one: Still we'll be out there Carrying the banner man to man! We'll be out there Soakin' every s**er that we can! See the headline: Newsies on a mission! Group one: k** the competition Sell the next edition While we're out there Carrying the banner is the Group two: Look, they're puttin' up the headline They call that a headline? The idiot who wrote it Must be workin' for the Sun! Did ya hear about the fire? Group three: Heard it k**ed old man Maguire! Group two: Heard the toll was even higher Group three: Why do I miss all the fun? Group two: Hitched it on a trolley Group three: Meet 'cha Forty-fourth and Second Group two: Little Italy's a secret Group three: Bleecker's further than I reckoned Group two: By the courthouse Group three: Near the stables Group two: On the corner someone beckoned and I Group one: 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 Go! Group two: 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! Go get 'em, Cowboy! You got 'em now, boy! Go!