Oklahoma lyrics

WILL

You'll have to be a little more standoffish

When fellers offer you a buggy ride.

ANNIE

I'll give a imitation of a crawfish

And dig myself a hole where I can hide.

WILL

I heared how you was kickin' up some capers

When I was off in Kansas City Mo.

ANNIE: NO!

WILL: I heard some things you couldn't print in papers

From fellers who been talkin' like they know!

ANNIE

Laurey:
Why do they think up stories that link my name with yours?

Curly:
Why do the neighbors gossip all day behind their doors?

Laurey:
I know a way to prove what they say is quite untrue
Here is the gist,
A practical list of "don'ts" fer you.
Don't throw bouquets at me
Don't please my folks to much
Don't laugh at my jokes too much.
People will say we're in love.

Curly:

Curly:

Pore Jud is daid,

Pore Jud Fry is daid,

All gather 'round his cawfin now and cry

He had a heart of gold

And he wasn't very old

Oh why did such a feller have to die?

Pore Jud is daid

Pore Jud Fry is daid,

He's lookin' oh so peaceful and serene

Jud: And serene!

Curly:

He's all laid out to rest

With his hands acrost his chest

His fingernails have never been so clean!

(Spoken)

The farmer and the cowman should be friends,

Oh, the farmer and the cowman should be friends.

One man likes to push a plough, the other likes to chase a cow,

But that's no reason why they cain't be friends.

Territory folks should stick together,

Territory folks should all be pals.

Cowboys dance with farmer's daughters,

Farmers dance with the ranchers' gals.

Curly:
When I take you out tonight with me
Honey, here's the way it's gonna be
You will set behind a team of snow-white horses
In the slickest gig you'll ever see.
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
Watch that fringe an' see how it flutters
When I drive them high-steppin' strutters

It ain't so much a question of not knowin' hut to do
I knowed what's right an' wrong since I've been teen.
I heared a lot of stories an' I reckon they're true
About how girls are put upon by men.
I know I mustn't fall into the pit
But when I'm with a feller
I fergit!
I'm just a girl who cain't say 'no'
I'm in a terrible fix!

[ALI THE PEDDLERMAN]

Trapped!

Tricked!

Hoodblinked!

Hambushed!

[MEN]

Friend, what's on your mind?

Why do you walk around and around?

With your hands folded behind?

And your chin scraping the ground?

[ALI]

Twenty minutes ago, I am free, like a breeze.

Free like a bird in the woodland wild.

Free like a gypsy, free like a child.

I am unattached.

Will:
I got to Kansas City on a Frid'y
By Sattidy I larned a thing or two
'Coz up to then I didn't have an idy
Of whut the modren world was comin' to!
I counted twenty gas buggies goin' by theirsel's
Almost ev'ry time I tuk a walk.
'Nen I put my ear to a Bell Telephone
And a strange womern started in to talk!

Man 1:
To you?

Man 2:
Whut next!

Men:
Yeah whut!

Will:

The floor creaks,
The door squeaks,
There's a fieldmouse a-nibblin' on a broom.
And I set by myself
Like a cobweb on a shelf,
By myself in a lonely room.

But when there's a moon in my winder
And it slants down a beam 'cros my bed
Then the shadder of a tree starts a-dancin' on the wall
And a dream starts a-dancin' in my head.
And all the things that I wish fer

Women's Chorus:
Oh, what a beautiful Mornin'

Curly:
Oh, what a beautiful day.

Women's Chorus:
I've got a beautiful feelin'

Curly:
Everything's goin' my way.

Laurey:
Why should a woman who is healthy and strong
Blubber like a baby if her man's goes away?
A weepin' an' a whalin' that he's done her wrong
That's one thing you'll never hear me say!

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow

The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,

An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky.

Oh, what a beautiful mornin',

Oh, what a beautiful day.

I got a beautiful feelin'

Ev'rything's goin' my way.

All the cattle are standin' like statues

All the cattle are standin' like statues

Eller:
They couldn't pick a better time as that in life

Andrew:
It ain't too early and it ain't too late

Laurey:
Startin' as a farmer with a brand new wife

Curley:
Soon'll be livin' in a brand new state

Company:
Brand new state!
Brand new state, gonna treat you great!
Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters,
Pasture fer the cattle,
Spinach and termayters!

Laurey and Women Chorus:
Out of your dreams and into his arms
You long to fly
You don't need intentions and insults to tell you why.
Out of your dreams and into the hush
Of fallin' shadows
When the mist is low
And stars are breakin' through
Then out of your dreams you'd go
Into a dream come true, oh!

Women Chorus:
Make up your mind, make up your mind thoroughly,
Laurey dear,