Carryin Da Banner lyrics

Racetrack:
That`s my cigar

Snipeshooter:
You`ll steal anudder

Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers, we got work ta 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 da 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 goil last night ...

Crutchy:
Ow.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 mornin`
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!

Newsies:
Summer stinks and winter`s waiting
Welcome to New York
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 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
Walkin` 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 sucker that we can!
See the headline:
Newsies on a mission!

Group one:
Kill 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 killed 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
Kill 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!
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