Soliloquy - Joshua Henry/'Carousel' 2018 Broadway Cast.mp3

[00:07.759]I wonder what he'll think of me
[00:11.473]I guess he'll call me the "old man"
[00:15.185]I guess he'll think I can lick
[00:17.286]Ev'ry other feller's father
[00:20.168]Well, I can!
[00:25.000]I bet that he'll turn out to be
[00:28.604]The spittin' image of his dad
[00:32.229]But he'll have more common sense
[00:34.754]Than his puddin-headed father ever had
[00:41.286]I'll teach him to wrestle
[00:42.782]And dive through a wave
[00:44.098]When we go in the mornin's for our swim
[00:47.117]His mother can teach him
[00:48.808]The way to behave
[00:49.877]But she won't make a sissy out o' him
[00:52.779]Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill!
[01:03.284]Bill... My boy Bill
[01:07.253]I will see that he is named after me, I will.
[01:12.945]My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
[01:15.161]And tough as a tree, will Bill!
[01:19.573]Like a tree he'll grow
[01:21.439]With his head held high
[01:23.385]And his feet planted firm on the ground
[01:26.672]And you won't see nobody dare to try
[01:30.646]To boss or toss him around!
[01:33.432]No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully
[01:37.099]Will boss him around.
[01:42.178]I don't give a hang what he does
[01:43.939]As long as he does what he likes!
[01:45.910]He can sit on his tail
[01:46.617]Or work on a rail
[01:47.653]With a hammer, hammering spikes!
[01:50.700]He can ferry a boat on a river
[01:52.660]Or peddle a pack on his back
[01:54.603]Or work up and down
[01:55.481]The streets of a town
[01:56.381]With a whip and a horse and a hack.
[01:58.648]He can haul a scow along a canal
[02:02.214]Run a cow around a corral
[02:05.167]Or maybe bark for a carousel
[02:08.796]Of course it takes talent to do that well
[02:15.957]He might be a champ of the heavyweights,
[02:17.921]Or a feller that sells you glue,
[02:19.730]Or President of the United States,
[02:22.986]That'd be all right, too
[02:26.111]His mother would like that
[02:26.965]But he wouldn't be President if he didn't wanna be!
[02:29.575]Not Bill!
[02:31.757]My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
[02:33.962]And as tough as a tree, will Bill
[02:38.374]Like a tree he'll grow
[02:40.193]With his head held high
[02:41.960]And his feet planted firm on the ground
[02:45.274]And you won't see nobody dare to try
[02:49.018]To boss him or toss him around!
[02:51.707]No fat-bottomed, flabby-faced,
[02:54.674]Pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully
[02:57.632]Will boss him around.
[03:03.519]And I'm hanged if he'll marry his boss' daughter
[03:06.041]A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water
[03:08.607]Who'll give him a peck
[03:09.604]And call it a kiss
[03:11.122]And look in his eyes through a lorgnette...
[03:15.149]Hey, why am I talkin' on like this?
[03:18.740]My kid ain't even been born, yet!
[03:22.556]I can see him when he's seventeen or so,
[03:28.448]And startin' to go with a girl
[03:34.672]I can give him lots of pointers, very sound
[03:39.800]On the way to get 'round any girl
[03:46.338]I can tell him ...
[03:49.248]Wait a minute!
[03:51.881]Could it be?
[03:54.343]What the hell!
[03:56.481]What if he is a girl?
[04:01.693]Bill! Oh, Bill!
[04:06.148]What would I do with her?
[04:08.860]What could I do for her?
[04:11.785]A bum with no money!
[04:15.982]You can have fun with a son
[04:18.359]But you gotta be a father to a girl
[04:27.299]She mightn't be so bad at that
[04:30.926]A kid with ribbons in her hair!
[04:34.847]A kind o' sweett and petite
[04:37.090]Little tin-type of her mother!
[04:39.585]What a pair!
[04:47.023]My little girl
[04:49.858]Pink and white
[04:52.355]As peaches and cream is she
[04:57.382]My little girl
[04:59.826]Is half again as bright
[05:03.861]As girls are meant to be!
[05:08.878]Dozens of boys pursue her
[05:13.340]Many a likely lad does what he can to woo her
[05:22.259]From her faithful dad
[05:27.175]She has a few
[05:29.893]Pink and white young fellers of two or three
[05:36.593]But my little girl
[05:39.054]Gets hungry ev'ry night and she comes home to me!
[05:54.704]I got to get ready before she comes!
[05:57.775]I got to make certain that she
[06:00.415]Won't be dragged up in slums
[06:02.079]With a lot o' bums like me
[06:06.894]She's got to be sheltered
[06:08.673]In a fair hand dressed
[06:10.205]In the best that money can buy!
[06:13.793]I never knew how to get money,
[06:16.844]But, I'll try, god! I'll try!
[06:21.533]I'll go out and make it or steal it
[06:26.359]Or take it or die!