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<pre><font size='+2'>YA GOT TROUBLE lyrics WILLSON MEREDITH</font><br>Professor Harold Hill <br />
<br />
Well, Ya got trouble, my friend,<br />
Right here, I say trouble right here in River City.<br />
Why sure, I`m a billiard certainly mighty proud,<br />
I say I`m always mighty proud to say it.<br />
I consider that the hours I spend with a cue are golden.<br />
Help you cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye.<br />
`Jever take-`n try to give an iron clad leave to yourself from a 3-rail<br />
billiard shot?<br />
But just as I say,<br />
It takes judgement, braind & maturity to score in a balk line game,<br />
I say that any boob kin take `n` shove a ball in a pocket,<br />
And I call that sloth!<br />
The 1st big step on the road to degreda...<br />
I say, first it`s a little, <br />
Medicinal wine from a teaspoon, Then beer from a bottle.<br />
And the next thing you know, <br />
your son is playin` fer money in a pinch-back suit,<br />
and listenin to some big out-a-town jasper hearin` him tell about<br />
horse-race gamblin`.<br />
Not a wholesome trottin` race, no!<br />
But a race where they sit down right on the horse!<br />
Like to see some stuck-up jockey boy settin` on Dan Patch<br />
Make your blood boil, well I should say.<br />
Now friends, let me tell you what I mean.<br />
You got one, two, three, four, five, six,<br />
Pockets in a table!<br />
Pockets that mark the difference,<br />
Between a gentlemen and a bum,<br />
With a capital B, <br />
And that rhymes with P, <br />
And that stands for pool!<br />
<br />
And all week long, <br />
Your River City youth`ll be fritterin` away,<br />
I say your young men`ll be fritterin.<br />
Fritterin away their noon-ime, supper-time, chore-time too!<br />
Get the ball in the pocket!<br />
Never mind gettin` dandelions pulled,<br />
Or the screen door patched, <br />
Or the beef-steak pounded.<br />
Nevermind pumpin` any water `til your parents are caught<br />
With the cistern empty on a saturday night.<br />
<br />
And that`s treouble, oh yes, <br />
Ya got lots and lots `a trouble,<br />
I`m thinkin` of the kids in the knickerbockers, <br />
Shirt tails, young ones,<br />
Peekin` in the pool hall window after school, <br />
Ya got trouble, folks!<br />
Right here in River City!<br />
Trouble,  with a capital T,<br />
And that rhymes with P,<br />
And that stands for pool!<br />
<br />
Now I know that all you folks are the right kind of parents.<br />
I`m gonna be perfectly frank.<br />
Would you like to know what kind-a conversation <br />
Goes on while they`re loafin` around the hall?<br />
They`ll be tryin` out Bevo,<br />
Tryin` out Cubens,<br />
Tryin` out Tail or Mades, <br />
Like cigarette feinds,<br />
And braggin` all about how they`re gonna <br />
Cover up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen.<br />
One fine night, <br />
They leave the poolhall:<br />
Headin` for the dance at the Arm`ry.<br />
Libertine men and scarlet women and ragtime, <br />
Shameless music, <br />
That`ll grab your son, <br />
Your daughter, <br />
To the arms of the jungle animal instinct mass`steria!<br />
Friends, the idle brain is the devil`s playground,<br />
Trouble!<br />
<br />
<br />
 Townspeople (Hill) <br />
<br />
Oh we got trouble!<br />
(right here in River City)<br />
Right here in River City!<br />
(trouble w/a capital T & that rhymes with P & that stands for pool)<br />
That stands for pool!<br />
(we`ve surely got trouble)<br />
We`ve surely got trouble!<br />
(right here in River City)<br />
Right here!<br />
(gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones moral after school)<br />
Our children`s children gonna have Trouble<br />
Trouble! [Repeat many times]<br />
<br />
<br />
Harold: `Mothers of River City! Heed the warning....`<br />
(dialogue until:)<br />
Harold: `If so my friends....`<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Harold Hill<br />
(Townspeople)<br />
<br />
<br />
Oh, ya got trouble!<br />
Ya got lots & lots `a trouble!<br />
That game with the 15 numbered balls is the devil`s tool!<br />
(devil`s tool!)<br />
Oh yes, we`ve got trouble, trouble!<br />
(Oh yes, we`ve got trouble here, we`ve got big, big trouble)<br />
With a `T`!<br />
(with a capital T!)<br />
That rhymes with P!<br />
(that rhymes with P)<br />
That stands for pool!<br />
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Professor Harold Hill

Well, Ya got trouble, my friend,
Right here, I say trouble right here in River City.
Why sure, I`m a billiard certainly mighty proud,
I say I`m always mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the hours I spend with a cue are golden.
Help you cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye.
`Jever take-`n try to give an iron clad leave to yourself from a 3-rail
billiard shot?
But just as I say,
It takes judgement, braind & maturity to score in a balk line game,
I say that any boob kin take `n` shove a ball in a pocket,
And I call that sloth!
The 1st big step on the road to degreda...
I say, first it`s a little,
Medicinal wine from a teaspoon, Then beer from a bottle.
And the next thing you know,
your son is playin` fer money in a pinch-back suit,
and listenin to some big out-a-town jasper hearin` him tell about
horse-race gamblin`.
Not a wholesome trottin` race, no!
But a race where they sit down right on the horse!
Like to see some stuck-up jockey boy settin` on Dan Patch
Make your blood boil, well I should say.
Now friends, let me tell you what I mean.
You got one, two, three, four, five, six,
Pockets in a table!
Pockets that mark the difference,
Between a gentlemen and a bum,
With a capital B,
And that rhymes with P,
And that stands for pool!

And all week long,
Your River City youth`ll be fritterin` away,
I say your young men`ll be fritterin.
Fritterin away their noon-ime, supper-time, chore-time too!
Get the ball in the pocket!
Never mind gettin` dandelions pulled,
Or the screen door patched,
Or the beef-steak pounded.
Nevermind pumpin` any water `til your parents are caught
With the cistern empty on a saturday night.

And that`s treouble, oh yes,
Ya got lots and lots `a trouble,
I`m thinkin` of the kids in the knickerbockers,
Shirt tails, young ones,
Peekin` in the pool hall window after school,
Ya got trouble, folks!
Right here in River City!
Trouble, with a capital T,
And that rhymes with P,
And that stands for pool!

Now I know that all you folks are the right kind of parents.
I`m gonna be perfectly frank.
Would you like to know what kind-a conversation
Goes on while they`re loafin` around the hall?
They`ll be tryin` out Bevo,
Tryin` out Cubens,
Tryin` out Tail or Mades,
Like cigarette feinds,
And braggin` all about how they`re gonna
Cover up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen.
One fine night,
They leave the poolhall:
Headin` for the dance at the Arm`ry.
Libertine men and scarlet women and ragtime,
Shameless music,
That`ll grab your son,
Your daughter,
To the arms of the jungle animal instinct mass`steria!
Friends, the idle brain is the devil`s playground,
Trouble!

Townspeople (Hill)

Oh we got trouble!
(right here in River City)
Right here in River City!
(trouble w/a capital T & that rhymes with P & that stands for pool)
That stands for pool!
(we`ve surely got trouble)
We`ve surely got trouble!
(right here in River City)
Right here!
(gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones moral after school)
Our children`s children gonna have Trouble
Trouble! [Repeat many times]

Harold: `Mothers of River City! Heed the warning....`
(dialogue until:)
Harold: `If so my friends....`

Harold Hill
(Townspeople)

Oh, ya got trouble!
Ya got lots & lots `a trouble!
That game with the 15 numbered balls is the devil`s tool!
(devil`s tool!)
Oh yes, we`ve got trouble, trouble!
(Oh yes, we`ve got trouble here, we`ve got big, big trouble)
With a `T`!
(with a capital T!)
That rhymes with P!
(that rhymes with P)
That stands for pool!
(that stands for pool

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