Overture

The Boy Next Door

Be Anything But A Girl

Skip To My Lou

Under The Bamboo Tree

Banjos

Ghosties And Ghoulies

Wasn't It Fun

The Trolley Song

Entracte

Raving Beauty

A Touch Of The Irish

You Are For Loving

A Day In New York

Irish Jig

Diamonds In Starlight

Have Yourself A Merry Christmas

Paging Mr Sousa

Finale

Meet Me in St. Louis

Esther:
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis.
Meet me at the fair.
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there.

We will dance the hoochie coochie.
I will be your tootsie wootsie
If you will meet me in St. Louis, Louis.
Meet me at the fair.

Esther & Rose:
meet me in st. louis, louis
meet me at the fair
don't tell me the lights are shining
anyplace but there
we will dance the hootchie-kootchie
i will be your tootsie-wootsie
if you will meet me in st. louis, louis
meet me at the fair!

meet me in st. louis, louis
meet me at the fair
don't tell me
the lights are shining
anyplace but there
we'll kootchie
kootchie kootchie
we'll be
a tootsie-wootsie
if you will meet me
in st. louis, louis
meet me in the fair
la la la la la
la la la la
la la la la la la,
louis
ta ta ta ta
ta ta ta ta
la la la
la la la la la
anyplace but there
la la la la
la la la
i will be
your tootsie-wootsie
if you will meet me
in st. louis, louis
meet me at
the fair!

The Boy Next Door
Esther:
The Moment I Saw Him Smile
I Knew He Was Just My Style
My Only Regret Is We've Never Met
Though I Dream Of Him All The While
But He Doesn't Know I Exist
No Matter How I May Persist
So It's Clear To See
There's No Hope For Me
Though I Live At 5135 Kensington Avenue
And He Lives At 5133

How Can I Ignore
The Boy Next Door?
I Love Him More Than I Can Say
Doesn't Try To Please Me
Doesn't Even Tease Me
And He Never Sees Me
Glance His Way
And Though I'm Heartsore
The Boy Next Door
Affection For Me Won't Display
I Just Adore Him
So I Can't Ignore Him
The Boy Next Door
I Just Adore Him
So I Can't Ignore Him
The Boy Next Door

Agnes
Grandpa, You Know Everything, Don't You?

Grandpa
Yes, Of Course.

Tootie
Will I Know Everything When I Get To Your Age?

Grandpa
You've Got A Long Time To Learn.

Agnes
Do You Remember Everything In Your Whole Life?

Grandpa
Absolutely Everything...

Agnes
What Was It Like When You Were A Boy? Is It Very Different From Being A Girl?

Grandpa
[chuckling.]
Well, I Suppose So. But I'll Tell You A Secret --

Music Cue:
Be Anything But A Girl_

Grandpa
When I Was A Boy, I Must Confess
I Secretly Envied Girls.
They Were Treated With Respect And Love
By A Velvet Hand And Velvet Glove
With Never A Single Chore
While Boys Had To Work,
And Then Work Some More

Agnes
Well, I'm Just The Other Way Round,
I Guess
I've Always Envied Boys!
I Wish I Could Have Their Carefree Ways
Around The World In Eighty Days
Boys Can Learn, And Grow, And Find Their Place
And Feel Like A Part Of The Human Race!

Grandpa
If Reincarnation Perrmitted Your Life
To Unfurl Again
I Hope You Don't Have To Come Back,
Just To Be A Girl Again

I Hope So Too, Grandpa.

Grandpa
Would You Like To Buzzin'
Buzzin' Through The Hours
Stealin' All The Honey
From The Willin' Flowers
Be A Fly, Be A Bee
Be A Hummin'bird Out To Spree
Be Anything At All

Agnes
But A Girl

Grandpa
Would You Like To Keep Movin'
Movin' All Around
Latchin' On To Pleasures
Anywhere It's Found
Be A Bird In A Tree
Or A Little Old Fish In The Sea
Be Anything At All

Agnes & Tootie
But A Girl

Grandpa
Don't Be Brassy
Don't Be Sassy
Don't Be Late For School
Don't Be Lazy
Don't Be Crazy
Keep The Golden Rule
If There Is Somethin' That Chya
Really Wanna Do
Here's What I Suggest To You

Mr. Smith
[offstage.]
Can't A Man Soak In Silence!

Grandpa
Don't Be Rowdy
Don't Be Dowdy
Don't Get Into Sun
Don't Be Scrappy
Don't Be Happy
Don't Have Any Fun
Never, Never, Never, Never
Under Any Circumstances
Whatsoever
Should A Girl
Ever Have Any Fun

Agnes & Tootie
None?

Grandpa
No!

All Three
Would You Like To Go Steppin'?
Steppin' High And Wide
With A Four Leaf Clover
Always By Your Side

Grandpa
Be A Him!
Be A He!

Agnes & Tootie
But For Pity's Sake
Don't Be She!

Grandpa
Be Anything

Grandpa & Agnes
Be Anything

All Three
Be Anything At All

Grandpa
But A Girl

Grandpa & Agnes
But A Girl

All Three
But A Girl!

[Thanks to solomientoBarry@yahoo.com for lyrics]

Skip To My Lou
[trumpet Plays]
[fiddle Plays Turkey In The Straw]

Lon:
Skip, Skip,skip To My Lou
Skip, Skip, Skip To My Lou
Skip, Skip, Skip To My Lou

Esther:
Put On Your Sunday Go To Meetin'
And I'll Take You By The Hand
If You Will Be My Dancin' Partner
We Will Dance To Beat The Band
So Join The Promenade
And Lead The Big Parade
And If You Don't Get Home At All
Your Pa Will Understand

Lon:
So Choose Partners
Skip To My Lou
Choose Partners
Skip To My Lou
Choose Partners
Skip To My Lou

All:
Skip To My Lou,

Rose:
My Darlin'
Flies In The Buttermilk,
Shoo, Shoo, Shoo
Flies In The Buttermilk,
Shoo, Shoo, Shoo
Flies In The Buttermilk,
Shoo, Shoo, Shoo

All:
Skip To My Lou, My Darlin'

Ester:
I'll Be Glad To Go With You
So Prithee Do Not Tarry
But If I Do,
It's Up To You
To Let Me Dance With Harry

All:
Skip To My Lou

Ester:
Charlie

All:
Skip To My Lou

Ester:
Johnny

All:
Skip To My Lou
Skip To My Lou, My Darlin'

[men Whistle Turkey In The Straw]

All:
Skip To My Lou
Skip To My Lou

Lon:
Corner Boy
Buck And Wing
Corner Girl!
Ida Boothby
To The Center And Whirl!
Everybody Dance!

John:
Lost My Partner
Skip To My Lou
Lost My Partner
Skip To My Lou
Lost My Partner

Ester:
Skip

All:
Skip To My Lou, My Darlin'

Rose:
I'll Find Another One
Prettier Than You
I'll Find Another One
Prettier Than You
I'll Find Another One
Prettier Than You
And Go To Another Party

Ester:
Oh, I'll Fly Away
To A Neighborin' State
I Don't Care
What My Friends Say
We'll Dance And Sing
Till Broad Daylight
I Won't Get Home Till

All:
Wednesday
Skip To My Lou
Thursday
Skip To My Lou
Friday
Skip To My Lou
Skip, Skip, Skip
To My Lou
Skip, Skip, Skip
To My Lou
Da Da Da
Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da
Skip To My Lou

Under The Bamboo Tree

Ester:
Now.
Down In The Jungles Lived A Maid
Of Royal Blood Though Dusky Shade
Tootie:
A Marked Impression Once She Made
Upon A Zulu

Ester:
From Matabooloo

Tootie:
And Every Morning, He Would Be
Down Underneath A Bamboo Tree

Ester:
Awaitin' There His Love To See

Tootie:
And Then To Her He'd Sing

Both:
To Her He'd Sing

Ester:
Vamp.

Both:
If You Like-a Me
Like I Like-a You
And We Like-a Both The Same
I Like-a Say This Very Day
I Like-a Change Your Name
'cause I Love-a You
And Love-a You True
And If You-a Love-a Me
One Live As Two
Two Live As One
Under The Bamboo Tree

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Katie:
No Hallowe'en Is For Children.

Tootie:
What Do You Mean?

Katie:
Well, With Your Imaginations, You Can See Things We Grown Folk Can Not.

Tootie & Agnes:
Why?

Katie:
Because You Little Ones Are Closer To God...

[heavenly Sting.]
And The Devil.

[terror Sting Segues Into The Song.]
From Ghosties And Ghoulies
And Things That Bump In The Night
Dear Lord, Please Protect Them!
From Goblins And Gorgons
That Put Little Girls In A Fright
Please Draw Your Sword
And Protet Them
There's A Chill In The Night
And A Chill In Our Hearts
When I Think Of What Demons
Might Lurk In These Parts

So, Dear Lord, Please Protect Them!
From Terrible Things That Go Klump!
Horrible Things That Go Thump!
Hideous Things That Go Bump!
In The Night!

[song Resumes.]

Tootie:
From Ghostie And Ghoulies
And Things That Bump In The Night
Dear Lord, Please Protect Me!
From Goblins And Gorgons
That Put Little Girls In A Fright
Please Draw Your Sword
And Protet Me
There's A Fiend Or A Witch

[a Witch On A Broom Runs Across The Stage Screeching.]

I'd Really Know Which
Who Is Waiting To Drag Me
Right Into The Ditch

So, Dear Lord, Please Protect Me!

Ahhh!

From Terrible Things That Go Bam!
Horrible Things That Go Slam!
Hideous Things That Go Wham!

Music Cue: Hallween Ballet

[tootie Is Chased (and Entertained)
Through A World Of Her Worst Visual Nightmare In
A Modern Dance Extravaganza Involving
The Ensemble Dressed Up As All Of The Fiendish Creatures
Described In The Song Lyrics.
Twisiting Every Day Life Into A Childish Nightmare.
- A Group Of Scary Fighting Trees With Eyes
- A Group Of Pumpkinheads Who Can Remove Their Heads
- A Group Of Skeletons
- Several Of Tootie's Dead Dolls.
Ah! My Dead Dolls!

[the Last To Emerge, Is Probably The Most Famous, Bridget Rockefeller.]
Bridget Rockefeller!

[tootie
Tries To Escape And Runs Through The Graveyard To The Doorway Of Mr. Braukoff.
She Knocks Three Times To Escape The Banshees.
No Answer. She Knocks Again.]

Mr. Braukoff
Well?

Tootie
I--i Hate You, Mr. Braukoff.

[she Throws A Fist Full Of Flour In His Face
And Runs For Her Life, Dodging Banshees Along The Way.]

[Thanks to solomientoBarry@yahoo.com for lyrics]

Mrs. Smith
Wasn't It Fun? Wasn't It Fine?

Mr. Smith
[recognizing The Tune.]
Whatever Made You Think Of That?

Both
Wonderful Days Of Auld Lang Syne;
Wasn't It Fine? Wasn't It Fun?

Mr. Smith
Ours Is A Romance Second To None.

Both
Rain And Sun, Sun And Rain
Tears And Laughter, Joy And Pain.

Mr. Smith
Sun And Rain, Rain And Sun,
Lifetimes And Lifetimes Rolled Into One.

Both
And Always Such Fun, Always So Fine,
Wonderful Days Of Auld Lang Syne,
And Merry,

Mrs. Smith
[laughing, As They Reminisce.]
Very,

Both
Simply Because Your Hand Was In Mine

[Thanks to solomientoBarry@yahoo.com for lyrics]

The Trolley Song

[ding Ding Ding]
[ding Ding Ding]

[ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding]

All:
Clang, Clang, Clang
Went The Trolley
Ding, Ding, Ding
Went The Bell
Zing, Zing, Zing
Went My Heartstrings
As We Started
For Huntington Dell

Chug, Chug, Chug
Went The Motor
Bump, Bump, Bump
Went The Brake
Thump, Thump, Thump
Went My Heartstrings
As We Glided
For Huntington Lake

The Day Was Bright,
The Air Was Sweet
The Smell Of Honeysuckle
Charmed Me Off My Feet
I Tried To Sing
But Couldn't Squeak
In Fact, I Felt So Good
I Couldn't Even Speak

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz
Went The Buzzer
Time To All Disembark
Time To Fall
Went My Heartstrings

As We Got Off
At Huntington Park
As We Got Off
At Huntington Park

Some Guy Shouts:
Hey! Look Who's Coming!

Ester:
With My High-starched Collar
And My High-topped Shoes
And My Hair Piled High Upon My Head
I Went To Lose A Jolly
Hour On The Trolley
And Lost My Heart Instead

With His Light Brown Derby
And His Bright Green Tie
He Was Quite The Handsomest Of Men

I Started To Yen
So I Counted To 10
Then I Counted To 10 Again

Clang, Clang, Clang
Went The Trolley
Ding, Ding, Ding
Went The Bell
Zing, Zing, Zing
Went My Heartstrings
From The Moment
I Saw Him, I Fell

Chug, Chug, Chug
Went The Motor
Bump, Bump, Bump
Went The Brake
Thump, Thump, Thump
Went My Heartstrings
When He Smiled,
I Could Feel The Car Shake

All:
Clang, Clang,clang

Ester:
He Tipped His Hat
And Took A Seat
He Said He Hoped He Hadn't
Stepped Upon My Feet
He Asked My Name
I Held My Breath
I Couldn't Speak Because
He Scared Me Half To Death

Guy:
Hiya, Johnny!

Ester:
Chug, Chug, Chug
Went The Motor
Plop, Plop, Plop
Went The Wheels
Stop, Stop, Stop
Went My Heartstrings
As He Started To Go
Then I Started To Know
How It Feels
When The Universe Reels

All [except Ester]:
The Day Was Bright
The Air Was Sweet
The Smell Of Honeysuckle
Charmed You Off Your Feet
You Tried To Sing
But Couldn't Squeak
In Fact, You Loved Him So
You Couldn't Even Speak
Ooohhh

Ester
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz
Went The Buzzer
Plop, Plop, Plop
Went The Wheels
Stop, Stop, Stop
Went My Heartstrings

As He Started To Leave
I Took Hold Of His Sleeve
With My Hand
And As If It Were Planned
He Stayed On With Me
And It Was Grand
Just To Stand
With His Hand Holding Mine
To The End Of The Line!

All:
Zing, Zing, Zing
Went My Heart
Heart!

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Katie:
An Irishman Is A Funny Guy,
Sometimes Low And Sometimes High,
Deceptive And Evasive,
Poetic And Persuasive.

The Lassies Have The Self-same Knack,
So They Never Have A Lack
Of Gentleman Hangin' Around--
At Least, That's What I've Found.

They Charm Him, Disarm Him
With Ev'ry Feminine Wile,
And Steal Them From Their Sisters
With Brazen Irish Guile.

Esther / Rose:
It Sounds As If,
When It Comes To Romance,
A Couple Of Smiths
Wouldn't Stand A Chance.

Rose:
We Ought To Be Casey Or Mulligan!

Esther:
O'sullivan Or Mcculligan!

Katie:
Oh No, That Isn't True.
There Are Just A Few
Simple Things You Ought To Do . . .

If The Lad Is Slow To Speak And Quick To Run Away,
If His Wallet's Empty When They Give 'im A Bill To Pay,
If He Starts To Panic When You Mention "wedding Day,"
Give 'im A Touch Of The Blarney,
His Feet Will Leave The Ground
Give 'im A Touch Of The Shamrock
An' Watch Him Come Around.

If He Says You're Lucky Knowin'
Such A Handsome Gent,
Tell Him That You're Tired Of Him,
You've Given Him Up For Lent.
Do A Bit Of Flirtin'
Jus' To Throw If Off The Scent--
Give 'im A Touch Of The Blarney
And Set Your Little Trap,
Give 'im A Touch Of The Shamrock¡ª
He'll Fall Into Your Lap!

[four Bars Of "irish Pipes"]

Then Praise Him,
Gently Daze Him,
Simply Amaze Him
With Compliments
That Make No Sense.

If He Tells You You're The Sweetest
Lass He's Ever Known,
Make Sure That The Two Of You
Will Never Be Left Alone;
Whistle Through Your Teeth
And Holler For The Chaperone,
Give 'im A Touch Of Shillelagh,
Implore You Though He May,
Give 'im A Touch Of The Irish
An' You Will Win The Day.

Tell 'im He's Wonderful,
Tell 'im He's Marvelous,
Tell 'im He's Clever And Wise;

Tell 'im You're Captured,
Bewitched And Enraptured
Whenever You Look In His Eyes.

If That Doesn't Get 'im,
Completely Upset 'im
No Matter How Lovely You Look, Why,
Tell Him You Know How To Cook!

And If All Else Fails
And He Takes The Wind Right Out Of Your Sails,
Lead 'im To Romance
With A Genuine Irish Dance.

[katie Leads Esther And Rose Through A 27-measure Irish Jig,
An Irish Reel, An Irish Hornpipe, And Anything Else She Can
Remember From Her Childhood In Donegal.]

Katie:
Give Him A Touch Of The Blarney,

Katie / Esther / Rose:
And A Touch Of Killarney,
Give Him A Touch Of The Irish . . .

[the Last Syllable Of "irish" Is In Close Harmony And Held For Several Bars.]

It Always Wins The Day!

Katie:
Hey!

[Thanks to solomientoBarry@yahoo.com for lyrics]

John
When We Met, The Spring Was Nearly Summer--
The Lilacs Were In Blossom, I Recall.
Later On, With Summer Nearly Autumn,
I Knew I'd Fallen Long Before The Fall.

Autumn Has Turned Into Winter,
So Spring Can't Be Very Far Away,
And I Have Learned A Head Can Be Turned
In A Year, In A Month, In A Day

Songs Are For Singing,
Bouquets Are For Bringing,
Hopes Are For Clinging To,
Wheels Of Fortune Are For Spinning,
And Games Are For Winning.

Tunes Are For Humming,
Guitars Are For Strumming,
Dreams Are For Coming True,
And You Are For Loving
And Loving, And Loving, And Loving
By Someone Just As Wonderful As You,
Which Makes Me Wonder If I'll Do.

[in Counterpoint]

John
Songs Are For Singing,
Bouquets Are For Bringing,
Hopes Are For Clinging To,
Wheels Of Fortune
Are For Spinning,
And Games Are For Winning.

Tunes Are For Humming,
Guitars Are For Strumming,
Dreams Are For Coming True,
And You Are For Loving,
And Loving And Loving And Loving
By Someone Just As Wonderful
As You;

But When We Stand
Hand In Hand

[in Counterpoint]

Esther
In Your Voice,
There's A Clearness,
In Your Touch,
There's A Nearness,
In Your Eyes,
There's A Star Or Two
In Your Face,
A Kind Of Grace
And When You're Grinning,
You're Winning.

Even When You Are Distant
Your Appeal Is Insistent
Are You Real?
Are You Truly True?
You Are For Loving
And Loving And Loving
And Loving
By Someone Just As Wonderful
As You;

But When We Stand
Hand In Hand

[Thanks to solomientoBarry@yahoo.com for lyrics]

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Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Esther:
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.
Let Your Heart Be Light.
Next Year All Our Troubles Will Be Out Of Sight.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Chrismtas.
Make The Yule-tide Gay.
Next Year All Our Troubles Will Be Miles Away.

Once Again As In Olden Days,
Happy Golden Days Of Yore.
Faithful Friends
Who Were Dear To Us,
Will Be Near To Us Once More.

Some Day Soon We All Will Be Together,
If The Fates Allow.
Until Then We'll Have To Muddle Through Somehow.
So, Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Now.

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