You're a Queer One, Julie Jordan
Mister Snow
If I Loved You
June Is Bustin' Out All Over
When the Children Are Asleep
Soliloquy
A Real Nice Clambake
Stonecutters Cut It On Stone
What's the Use of Wond'rin'?
You'll Never Walk Alone






You're a Queer One, Julie Jordan  [ Top ]

Carrie
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,
You were quieter and deeper than a well
An' ye never tell me nuthin'!

Julie
There's nuthin' that a keer to choose to tell.

Carrie
You been acting most peculiar,
Every morning you're awake ahead of me,
Always settin' by the winder.

Julie
I like to watch the river meet the sea.

Carrie
When we work in the mill, weavin' at the loom
You gaze absent-minded at the roof
And half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads,
'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof.

Julie
'Taint so.

Carrie
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,
You won't ever tell a body what you think.
You're as tight-lipped as an oyster,
And as silent as an old Sahara spink!


Mister Snow  [ Top ]

Carrie
His name is Mister Snow,
And an up-standed man is he.
He comes home every night in his round-bottomed boat,
With a net full of herring from the sea.
An almost perfect beau,
As refined as a girl could wish.
But he spends so much time in his round-bottomed boat
That he can't seem to lose the smell of fish.
The first time he kissed me the whiff from his clothes
Knocked me flat on the floor of the room.
But now that I love him, my heart's in my nose
And fish is my fav'rite perfume!
Last night he spoke quite low,
And a fair-spoken man is he.
And he said "Miss Pipperidge, I'd like it fine
If I could be wed with a wife.
And indeed, Miss Pipperidge, if you'll be mine,
I'll be yours for the rest of my life."
Next moment we were promised,
And now my mind's in a maze.
Fer all it can do is look forward to
That wonderful day of days!
Then it's off to home I'll go.
And both of us'll be a little dreamy-eyed
A living in a cottage by the Oceanside
Where the salty breezes blow.
He'll carry me 'cross the threshold,
And I'll be as meek as a lamb.
Then he'll set me on my feet,
And I'll say kinda sweet
"Well Mister Snow, here I am."
Then I'll kiss him so he'll know
That evry'thin'll be as right can be
A living in a cottage by the sea with me
For I love that Mister Snow.
That young sea-faring,
Bold and daring,
Big beawhiskered, overbearing
Darling Mister Snow.


If I Loved You  [ Top ]

Julie
If I loved you,
Time and again I would try to say
All I'd want you to know.
If I loved you,
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go!
Longin' to tell you,
But afraid and shy,
I'd let my golden chances pass me by!
Soon you'd leave me,
Off you would go in the mist of day,
Never, never to know how I loved you
If I loved you.

Billy
Why, you can't hear a sound, not the turn of a leaf
Nor the fall of a wave hittin' the sand.
The tide's creepin' up on the beach like a thief,
Afraid to be caught stealin' the land!
On a night like this I start to wonder
What life is all about.

Julie
And I always say two heads are better than one to
figgure it out.

Billy
[spoken]I don't need you, or anyone to help me.
Got it figgured out for myself.
[sung] Why you can't even count the stars in the sky,
And the sky's so big the sea looks small,
And two little people, you and I
We don't count at all.
I can just see myself, kinda scrawny, and pale
Picking at my food,
And love-sick like any other guy.
I'd throw away my sweater, and dress up like a dude
In a dicky and a collar and a tie.
If I loved you.
But somehow I can see
Just exactly how I'd be
If I loved you,
Time and again I would try to say
All I'd want you to know.
If I loved you,
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go!
Longin' to tell you,
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances pass me by!
Soon you'd leave me,
Off you would go in the mist of day,
Never, never to know
How I loved you
If I loved you.


June Is Bustin' Out All Over  [ Top ]

Men
June is bustin' out all over
All over the meader and the hill
Flowers bustin' out on bushes
And the roughen river pushes
Ev'ry little wheel that wheels beside the mill
June is bustin' out all over
The ocean is full of Jacks and Jills
With the little tail is swishing'
Ev'ry lady fish is wishin'  that a male would come
And grab 'er by the gills
Because it's June... June, June, June
Just because it's June, June, June!

Carrie
Fresh and alive and gay and young
June is a love song, sweety song

Girls
June is bustin' out all over
The branches are bustin' out with sap
Love has found my brother Junior
And my sister's even loonier
And my Ma is gettin' kittenish with Pap!

Chorus
June is bustin' out all over

Carrie
The sheep aren't sleepin' anymore
All the rams are chasin' ewe-sheep
All determined there'll be new ship
and the ewe-sheep aren't even keepin' score

Chorus
Because it's June... June, June, June
Just because it's June, June, June!
It's June...It's June, June, June
Just because it's June, June...

Nettie
March went out like a lion
A-wavin' up the weather in the bay;
Then April cried and stepped aside,
And lone came pretty little May!
May was full of promises
But she didn't keep it quick enough for some
And the crowd up doubtin' of promises
Was predictin' that the summer'd  never come

Men
But  the summer's by God,
We can feel it come,
You can feel it in your heart
You can see it in the ground

Girls
You can see it in the trees
You can smell it in the breeze

All
Look around! Look around! Look around!

Nettie
June in bustin' out all over
The ladies and men are payin' court
Lots of ships are keepin' anchor
Just because  the captain  hanker
For the comfort they can only get in port

Chorus
You can hear it comin'!

Nettie
June is bustin' out all over
The moonlight is shining on the shore
And the girls who were contrary
With the boys in January,
Aren't  nearly for contrary anymore!

Nettie and Chorus
Because it's June... June, June, June
Just because it's June, June, June!


When the Children Are Asleep  [ Top ]

Enoch
When the children are asleep we sit and dream
The things that every other dad and mother dream
When the children are asleep and lights are low
If I still love you the way I love you today
You'll pardon my sayin', I told you so...
When the children are asleep,  I'll dream with you
We think what fun we have had and be glad
That it's all come true

Carrie
When the children are asleep we sit and dream

Enoch
Dream all alone...

Carrie
The things that every other dad and mother dream

Enoch
Dreams that won't be interrupted...
When the children are asleep and lights are low

Carrie
Hold and behold... If I still love you
The way I love you today
You'll pardon my sayin', I told you so...
When the children are asleep,  I'll dream with you

Enoch
You'll dream with me...

Carrie
We think what fun we have had and be glad
That it's all come true!

Enoch
When today is a long time ago...

Both
You'll still hear me say
That the beat dream I know is you

Carrie
When the children are asleep I dream with you!


Soliloquy  [ Top ]

I wonder what he'll think of me
I guess he'll call me the "old man"
I guess he'll think I can lick
Ev'ry other feller's father
Well, I can!
I bet that he'll turn out to be
The spittin' image of his dad
But he'll have more common sense
Than his puddin-headed father ever had
I'll teach him to wrestle
And dive through a wave
When we go in the mornin's for our swim
His mother can teach him
The way to behave
But she won't make a sissy out o' him
Not him!  Not my boy!  Not Bill!
Bill... My boy Bill 
I will see that he is named after me, I will.
My boy, Bill!  He'll be tall
And tough as a tree, will Bill!
Like a tree he'll grow
With his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you won't see nobody dare to try
To boss or toss him around!
No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully'll toss him around
I don't give a hang what he does
As long as he does what he likes!
He can sit on his tail
Or work on a rail
With a hammer, hammering spikes!
He can ferry a boat on a river
Or peddle a pack on his back
Or work up and down
The streets of a town
With a whip and a horse and a hack
He can haul a scow along a canal
Run a cow around a corral
Or maybe bark for a carousel
Of course it takes talent to do that well
He might be a champ of theheavyweights
Or a feller that sells you glue
Or President of the United States
That'd be all right, too
His mother would like that
But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be
Not Bill!
My boy, Bill!  He'll be tall
And as tough as a tree, will Bill
Like a tree he'll grow
With his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you won't see nobody dare to try
To boss or toss him around!
No fat-bottomed, flabby-faced, pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully
Will boss him around
And I'm hanged if he'll marry the boss' daughter
A skinny-lipped lady with blood like water
Who'll give him a peck
And call it a kiss
And look in his eyes through a lorgnette
Say, why am I talkin' on like this?
My kid ain't even been born, yet!
I can see him when he's seventeen or so
And startin' to go with a girl
I can give him lots of pointers, very sound
On the way to get 'round any girl
I can tell him ...
Wait a minute!
Could it be?
What the hell!
What if he is a girl?
What would I do with her?
What could I do for her?
A bum with no money!
You can have fun with a son
But you got to be a father to a girl
She mightn't be so bad at that
A kid with ribbons in her hair!
A kind o'  sweett and petite
Little tin-type of her mother!
What a pair!
My little girl
Pink and white
As peaches and cream is she
My little girl
Is half again as bright
As girls are meant to be!
Dozens of boys pursue her
Many a likely lad does what he can to woo her
From her faithful dad
She has a few
Pink and white young fellers of two or three
But my little girl
Gets hungry ev'ry night and she come home to me!
I got to get ready before she comes!
I got to make certain that she
Won't be dragged up in slums
With a lot o' bums like me
She's got to be sheltered
And be dressed in the best money can buy!
I never knew how to get money
But, I'll try, I'll try!  I'll try!
I'll go out and make it or steal it
Or take it or die!


A Real Nice Clambake  [ Top ]

Jigger
This was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came
The nibbles we ate were good, you bet!
The company was the same!
Our hearts are warm, our bellies are full and we are feelin' fine!
This was a real nice clambake and we are at a real good time!
Enough
Reeee...member  when we raped the red hot lobsters
Out of the dreadful fire
They sizzled  and cracked and spurred out a song
Fit for and angel's choir

Chorus
Fit for and angel's...
Fit for and angel's...
Fit for and angel's choir!

Nettie
We slit them down the peck and pepper on good
And dust them in melted butter

Carrie
Then we tore away the claws
And cracked them with our teeth
Because we weren't in a mood to part 'em!

Girls
Fit for and angel's...
Fit for and angel's...
Fit for and angel's choir!

Man
Then  at last came the clams

Men
The clams!

Man
Steamed on the rock weed and poppin' from them shells
Guess how many of them galloped down our gutters?

Chorus
We wouldn't say ourselves...for...
This was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came
The nibbles we ate were good, you bet!
The company was the same!
Our hearts are warm, our bellies are full and we are feelin' fine!
This was a real nice clambake and we are at a real good time!
We said it and bored  and we'll say it again,
We all had a real good time!


Stonecutters Cut It On Stone  [ Top ]

Jigger
I've never seen it yet to fail
I'll never see it fail
A girl who's in love with a virtuous man
Is doomed to weep and wail

Chorus
Stonecutters cut it on stone
Woodpeckers peck it on wood
There's nothin' so bad for a woman
As a man who thinks he's good!

Enoch
No!

Carrie
[Cries]

Jigger
Nice talk!
My mother used to say to me
When you grow up, my son
I hope you're a bum like your father was
But a good man ain't no fun!

Chorus
Stonecutters cut it on stone
Woodpeckers peck it on wood
There's nothin' so bad for a woman
As a man who thinks he's good!

Enoch
It's false!

Jigger
It's true!

Girls
Stonecutters cut it on stone
Woodpeckers peck it on wood
There's nothin' so bad for a woman
As a man who's bad or good!


What's the Use of Wond'rin'?  [ Top ]

Julie
What's the use of wond'rin', 
If he's good or if he's bad?
Or if he likes the way he wears his hat?
But what's the use of wond'rin' ,
If he's good or if he's bad?
He's your fellow and you'll love him
That's all there is to say...
Woman sense may tell you
That the ending will be sad
And now is the time to break and run away
But what's the use of wond'rin'
If the endin' will be sad?
He's your fellow and you'll love him
There is nothin' more to say...
Something made him the way that he is,
Whether he's false or true,
And something gave him
The things that are his
And one of those things is you...
So, when he wants your kisses
You will give them to the lad
And anywhere he leads you,
You will walk...
And anytime he needs you,
You go runnin' there like mad
You're his girl and he's your fellow
And all the rest is talk


You'll Never Walk Alone  [ Top ]

Nettie
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At he end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the rain
Walk on through the wind
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone...

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