Carrying the Banner

Hey! That's my cigar You'll steal another Hey, look, it's bath time at the zoo I thought that I'd suprise my mother If you can find her Who asked you? From Bottle Alley to the harbor There's easy pickings guaranteed Try any banker, bum, or barber They almost all knows how to read! It's a crooked game we're playin' One we'll never lose Long as suckers don't mind payin' Just to get bad news Ain't it a fine life Carryin' the banner through it all A mighty fine life Carryin' the banner tough and tall When the bell rings We goes where we wishes We's as free as fishes Sure beats washing dishes What a fine life Carryin' the banner home-free all! Hey Crutchie, what your leg say, gonna rain? No rain, partly cloudy, clear by evenin'! And the limp sells fifty papes a week, all by itself! I don't need the limp to sell papes, I've got personality It takes a smile that spreads like butter The kind that turns a lady's head It takes an orphan with a stutter Who's also blind And mute And dead! Summer stinks and winter's freezing When you works outdoors Start out sweating, end up sneezing In between it pours! Still, it's a fine life Carryin' the banner with me chums Still, it's a fine life Carryin' the banner with me chums A bunch of big shots Tossin' out a freebie to the bums A bunch of big shots Tossin' out a freebie Hey! What's the hold up? Waitin' makes me antsy I likes living chancey Harlem to Delancey What a fine life Carryin' the banner through the- Blessed children Though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you You shall be saved! Curdled (just give me half a cup) Coffee (something to wake me up) Concrete donuts (I gotta find an angle) Sprinkled with mold (it's gettin' bad out there) Homemade (papers is all I got, it's 88 degrees) Biscuits (Jack says to change my spot) (Wish I could catch a breeze) Just two (maybe it's worth a shot) Years old (all I can catch is fleas) If I hate the headline I'll make up a 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 Got a feelin' bout the headline I smells me a headline Papes is gonna sell like we was givin' 'em away Betcha dinner it's a doozy 'Bout a pistol-packing floozey Who knows how to make a newsie's day You wanna move the next edition Give us an earthquake or a war How 'bout a crooked politician? Ya nitwit, that ain't news no more! Uptown to Grand Central Station Down to City Hall We improves our circulation Walking till we fall But we'll be out there Carrying the banner man to man! We're always out there Soakin' every sucker that we can! See the headline: Newsies on a mission! Kill the competition Sell the next edition We'll be out there, carryin' the banner See us out there, carryin' the banner Always out there, carryin' the banner We'll all be out there Carryin' the banner man to man We're always out there Soakin' every sucker that we can Here's the headline: Newsies on a mission Kill the competition Sell the next edition We'll be out there, carryin' the banner See us out there, carryin' the banner Always out there, carryin' the banner Ah, ah, ah, go!