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FINIAN'S RAINBOW Book by E.Y. Harburg and Fred Saidy Music by Burton Lane Lyrics by E.Y. Harburg 1.Overture 2.This Time of Year 3.How Are Things in Glocca Morra? 4.Look to the Rainbow 5.Look to the Rainbow (Dance) 6.Old Devil Moon 7.Something Sort of Grandish 8.If This Isn't Love 9.Something Sort of Grandish (Reprise) 10.Necessity 11.That Great Come-and-Get-It-Day 12.When the Idle Poor Become the Idle Rich 13.The Begat 14.When I'm Not Near the Girl I Love 15.Finale 1.Overture Orchestra 2.This Time of Year NOT AVAILABLE! 3.How Are Things in Glocca Morra? How are things in Glocca Morra? Is that little brook still leaping there? Does it still run down to Donny cove? Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare? How are things in Glocca Morra? Is that willow tree still weeping there? Does that laddie (lassie) with the twinklin' eye Come whistlin' (smilin') by And does he (she) walk away, Sad and dreamy there not to see me there? So I ask each weepin' willow And each brook along the way, And each lad (lass) that comes a-whistlin' (a-sighin') Tooralay How are things in Glocca Morra This fine day? 4.Look to the Rainbow On the day I was born, Said my father, said he. I've an an elegant legacy Waitin' for ye, 'Tis a rhyme for your lips And a song for your heart, To sing it whenever The world falls apart. Look, look Look to the rainbow. Follow it over the hill And the stream. Look, look Look to the rainbow. Follow the fellow Who follows a dream. Follow the fellow, Follow the fellow, Follow the fellow Who follows a dream. 'Twas a sumptuous To bequeath to a child. Oh the lure of that song Kept her feet funnin' wild. For you never grow old And you never stand still, With whippoorwills singin' Beyond the next hill. Look, look Look to the rainbow. Follow it over the hill And the stream. Look, look Look to the rainbow. Follow the fellow Who follows a dream. Follow the fellow, Follow the fellow, Follow the fellow Who follows a dream. 5.Look to the Rainbow (Dance) Orchestra 6.Old Devil Moon I look at you and suddenly, Something in your eyes I see Soon begins bewitching me. It's that old devil moon That you stole from the skies. It's that old devil moon In your eyes. You and you glance Make this romance Too hot to handle. Stars in the night Blazing their light Can't hold a candle To your razzle-dazzle. You've got me flyin' high and wide On a magic carpet ride Full of butterflies inside. Wanna cry, wanna croon, Wanna laugh like a loon. It's that old devil moon In your eyes. Just when I think, I'm Free as a dove. Old devil moon, Deep in your eyes, Blinds me with love. 7.Something Sort of Grandish Something sweet, Something sort of grandish Sweeps my soul When thou art near. My heart feels so sugar candish My hand feels so ginger beer. Something so dareish So I don't careish, Stirs me from limb to limb. It's so terrifish, magnifish, delish. To have such an amorish glamorish. We could be oh, so bride and groomish Skies could be so bluish blue. Life could be so love in bloomish, If my ishes could come true. Thou art sweet, Thou art sort of grandish, Thou outlandish cavalier. Fromnow on, we're hand in handish Romeo and Guinevere Thou'rt so adorish Toujours l'amourish. I'm so cherchez la femme. Why should I vanquish, Relinquish, resish, When I simply relish this swellish condish. I might be manishish or mouseish I might be a fowl or fish, But with thee I'm Eisenhowzish. Please accept my propasish You're under my skinish, So please be give-inish Or it's the beginish of the finish of me. 8.If This Isn't Love If this isn't love The whole world is crazy If this isn't love I'm daft as a daisy With moons all around And cows jumping over There's something a-miss, And I'll eat my hat if If this isn't love! I'm feeling like the apple On the top of William Tell; With this I cannot grapple because, Because you're so adorabelle If this isn't love The winter is summer If this isn't love My heart needs a plumber I'm swingin' on the stars I'm ridin' on rainbows I'm bustin' with bliss, And I'll kiss your hand If this isn't love! 9.Something Sort of Grandish (Reprise) Og- Children, if you help me find the little gold crock you can have anything that's made in fairyland. There'll be things plenty for allish Wondrish toys and magic tricks Electrish trains and basket ballish Mintish drops and licorice stick. Life will be keenish all halloweenish And jelly beanish too, With ice-cream, and cakish And soda to sup. And no bellyacheish To wakeish you up. There will be such delicious dishes And will end to this daffyish plot. We will go from wretch to riches. When we'll find that goldish pot. There will be chocolate castish with hot-dogs, and mustish but cheers! ev'rybodysh must fastish come trough. 10.Necessity NOT AVAILABLE! 11.That Great Come-and-Get-It-Day On that great come and get it day, Won't it be fun when worry is done and money is hay. That's the time things'll com your way On that great, great come and get it day. I'll get my gal that calico gown. I'll get my mule that acre of groun' 'Cause word has come from Gabriel's horn The earth beneath your plow is a-buddin' And now it's yourn. Glory time's comin' for to stay On that great, great come and get it day. On that great come and get it day, Won't it be fun when worry is done and money is hay. That's the time things'll com your way On that great, great come and get it day. My gown will be a calico gown. My shoes will dance all over the town. 'Cause word has come from Gabriel's horn The earth beneath your plow is a-buddin' And now it's yourn. Glory time's comin' for to stay On that great, great come and get it And keep it and share it, great, great I'll get my gal that calico gown. I'll get my mule that acre of groun' 'Cause words has come from Gabriel's horn The earth beneath your plow is a-buddin' And now it's yourn. Glory time's comin' for to stay "Come and get it" day. 12.When the Idle Poor Become the Idle Rich Sharon- When de idle poor Become the idle rich You'll never know just who is who or who is witch. Won't it be rich Whenever wants poor relatives, becomes a "Rockefellative", and pans no longer itch What a switch! Female Ensemble- When beyond my permine And plastic team How would we do determin Who's who under me? Male Ensemble- And when all your neighbours are upper class - You won't know your 'georges' from your 'astors'. Sharon- Let's toast a day The day we drink that drinkin' up But with a little pinkie up. Company- The day on witch The idle poor Become the idle rich Sharon- When a rich man doesn't want to work He's a bon vivant. Company- Yes, he's a bom vivant. Sharon- But when a poor man doesn't want to work, He's a laughter, he's a lounger he's a lazier good for nothing Company- He's a jerk! Sharon- When a rich man looses on a horse Oh, isn't it disport! Company- Oh, isn't it disport! Sharon- When a poor man looses on a horse He's a gambler, he's a spender He's a low life, he's a reason for divorce! When a rich man chases after dames He's a man about town, A man about town. But when a poor man chases after dames He's a bounder, he's a rounder He's a rotter, and a lot of dirty names! Company- You'll never know just who is witch. When de idle poor Become the idle rich. Sharon- When de idle poor Become the idle rich Company- When de idle poor Become the idle rich You'll never know just who is who or who is witch. Sharon- No one will see The Irish or the Slavonian 'cause when you're on Park Avenue Cornelius and Mike Look alike Female Ensemble- When poor tweedle Doe This rich tweedle Dee Company- This discrimination will no longer be. Male Ensemble- When we leave undone and out of the nuts Sharon- You won't know your banker. from your but...ler. Let's make the switch. We just a few a'newer 'n' this We'll ride this incongruityies With clothes from Ava Crombing Fitch Female Ensemble I- Wheeeeeeeeeen de idle poor Female Ensemble II- Wheeeeeeen become the Male Ensemble- Wheeeeeeeen idle rich Company- When de idle poor Become the idle rich 13.The Begat The Lord made Adam. The Lord made Eve. He made them both, A little bit naïf. They lived as free As the summer breeze, Without pajamas and without chemise. Until they stumbled on the apple trees. Then she looked at him, (hum, hum) And he looked at her, (hum, hum) And they knew immediately What the world was for... - He said give me my cane - He sais give me my hat. - The time has gone, to begin the begat. - The begat! - The begat! - That's it! So they begat Caine. And they begat Abel, Who begat the rablle At the Tow'r of Babel. They begat the Cohens, And they begat O'Rourkes. And they begat the people Who believed in stars. - Holly Lordy, how they did begat! -How they did begat! - ??? morning that When the begat got to gettin' under par They begat the daughters of the big A. R. They begat the babes of the bourgeoisie, Who begat the missbegat in G.O.P. You was a pleased new Jezebel a pleased new Ruth. And pleased the League of Women Shoppers in Deluth. Thou the movie censors tried the facts a hide the movie goers open up multiplied. - Holly Lordy, how they multiplied! - How they multiplied! - How they multiplied! Soon it swept the world Ev'ry land and lingo. It becanme the rage. It was bigger than bingo. The white begat, the red begat, The folks who should stood in bed begat. The Greeks begat, the Sweeds begat Why, even Britishers in tweeds, begat. And Lord in love What the seas begat. The Lats and Lithuanians, begat. The sweeten Pennsylvanians, begat . Strictly vegetarians, begat. And honorarium Aryans, begat. Startin' the Genesis, may begat. Heroes and nemesis, begat Fat Phila-busterers, begat. To vetuler unnatelor to begat. And sometimes a bachelor, he begats! And didn't matter in witch ways they begats, Son of a beach ways, begat. Oh! Bless them Lord! Who know do that, And He the first of no begat! (Alternative: last verse according to the movie) Oh! Bless Them all! Who go to bed. And its the cause Of the begat! 14.When I'm Not Near the Girl I Love Oh my heart is beating wildly And it's all because you're here. When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near. Ev'ry femme that flutters by me Is a flame that must be fanned. When I can't fondle the hand I'm fond of, I fondle the hand at hand. My heart's in a pickle, It's constantly fickle And not too partickle, I fear. When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near. I'm confessing a confession And I hope I'm not verbose When I'm not close to the kiss that I cling to, I cling to the kiss that's close As I'm more and more a mortal I am more and more a case. When I'm not facing the face that I fancy. I fancy the face I face. For Sharon I'm carin', But Susan I'm choosin' I'm faithful to whos'n is here. When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near. 15.Finale Woody- Sharon, where is Glocca Morra? Sharon- Well, it's not on the map, Woody. It's just a far off place, in father's heart. So to ev'ry weepin' willow, To each brook along the way, To each lad that comes awistlin' Tooralay. Company- Tooralay. Ensemble- May we meet in Glocca Morra one fine day.