Carousel, Act I: June Is Bustin' Out All Over

"Women (spoken)
Give it to ’em good, Carrie,
Give it to ’em good!
Carrie (sung)
Get away, you no-account nothin’s
With yer silly jokes and prattle!
If y’packed all yer brains in a butterfly’s head
They’d still hev room to rattle.
Women (spoken)
Give it to ’em good, Carrie,
Give it to ’em good!
Tell ’em somethin’ that’ll l’arn ’em!
Carrie (sung)
Get away, you roustabout riff-raff
With yer bellies full of grog.
If y’packed all yer brains in a pollywog’s
head,
He’d never even grow to be a frog!
Women (sung)
The pollywog’d never be a frog!
(spoken)
That’ll l’arn ’em,
Darn ’em!
Men (sung)
Now jest a minute, ladies,
You got no call to fret.
We only asked perlitely
If you was ready yet.
We’d kinda like this clambake
To get an early start,
And wanted fer to tell you
We went and done our part.
Basses
Look at them clams!
Baritones
Been diggin’ ’em since sunup!
Basses
Look at them clams!
Second Tenors
All ready fer the boats.
Basses
Look at them clams!
First Tenors
We’re all wore out and done up –
All Men
And what’s more, we’re hungry as goats!
All Women
You’ll get no drinks er vittles
Till we get across the bay,
So pull in yer belts and load them boats
And let’s get underway.
The sooner we sail, the sooner we start
The clambake ’cross the bay!
(Nettie Fowler enters, carrying a tray piled
high with doughnuts.)
Nettie Fowler (spoken)
Here, boys! Here’s some doughnuts and
coffee. Fall to!
Men (as they fall to, speeches overlapping)
Doughnuts, hooray...! That’s our Nettie...! Yer
heart’s in the right place, Nettie...!
Lemme in there...! Quit yer shovin’...!
Nettie (spoken)
Here now, don’t jump at it like you was a lotta
animals in a menag’ry!
A Woman (spoken)
Nettie...! After us jest tellin’ ’em...! Watchere
doin’ that fer...?
Nettie (spoken)
They been diggin’ clams since five this
mornin’ – I see ’em myself, down on the
beach.
A Woman (spoken)
After the way they been pesterin’ and
annoyin’ you...!
Carrie (spoken)
Nettie, yer a soft-hearted ninny!
Nettie (spoken)
Oh, y’can’t blame ’em. First clambake o’ the
year they’re always like this. It’s like unlockin’
a door, and all the crazy notions they kep’
shet up fer the winter come whoopin’ out
into the sunshine.
This year’s jest like ev’ry other.
(sung)
March went out like a lion,
A-whippin’ up the water in the bay.
Then April cried
And stepped aside,
And along come pretty little May!
May was full of promises,
But she didn’t keep ’em quick enough fer
some,
And a crowd of Doubtin’ Thomases
Was predictin’ that the summer’d never
come!
Men (sung)
But it’s comin’, by gum!
Y’ken feel it come!
Y’ken feel it in yer heart,
Y’ken see it in the ground!
Girls (sung)
Y’ken hear it in the trees,
Y’ken smell it in the breeze –
All
Look around, look around, look around!
Nettie
June is bustin’ out all over!
All over the meadow and the hill!
Buds’re bustin’ outa bushes,
And the rompin’ river pushes
Ev’ry little wheel that wheels beside a mill.
All
June is bustin’ out all over!
Nettie
The feelin’ is gettin’ so intense
That the young Virginia creepers
Hev been huggin’ the bejeepers
Outa all the mornin’-glories on the fence!
Because it’s June!
Women and Men
June – June – June –
All
Jest because it’s June – June – June!
Nettie
Fresh and alive and gay and young,
June is a love song, sweetly sung.
Women and Men
June is bustin’ out all over!
First Man
The saplin’s are bustin’ out with sap!
First Woman
Love has found my brother, Junior!
Second Man
And my sister’s even lunier!
Second Woman
And my Ma is gettin’ kittenish with Pap!
All
June is bustin’ out all over!
Nettie
To ladies the men are payin’ court.
Lotsa ships are kept at anchor
Jest because the captains hanker
Fer a comfort they ken only get in port!
All
Because it’s June!
June – June – June –
Jest because it’s June – June – June!
Nettie
June makes the bay look bright and new,
Sails gleamin’ white on sunlit blue.
Carrie
June is bustin’ out all over!
The ocean is full of Jacks and Jills.
With her little tail a-swishin’
Ev’ry lady fish is wishin’
That a male would come and grab her by
the gills!
All
June is bustin’ out all over!
Nettie
The sheep aren’t sleepin’ any more.
All the rams that chase the ewe sheep
Are determined there’ll be new sheep,
And the ewe sheep aren’t even keepin’ score!
All
On accounta it’s June!
June – June – June –
Jest because it’s June – June – June!"