Racetrack:
That's my cigar
Snipeshooter:
You'll steal anudder
Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers
We got work tah do
Specs:
Since when did you become me mudder?
Crutchy:
Ah, stop yer bawling!
Newsies:
Hey! Who ast you??
Mush:
Try Bottle Alley or the harbor
Racetrack:
Try Central Park, it's guaranteed
Jack:
Try any banker, bum, or barber ...
Skittery:
They almost all knows how to read!
Kid Blink:
I smell money
Crutchy:
You smell foul!
Mush:
Met this goyl last night ...
Crutchy:
Move your elbow!
Racetrack:
Pa** the towel!
Skittery:
For a buck, I might!
Newsies:
Ain't it a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
Every morning
We goes where we wishes
We's as free as fishes
Sure beats washing dishes
What a fine life
Carrying the banner home-free all!
Jack:
It takes a smile as sweet as bu*ter
Crutchy:
The kind that ladies can't resist
Racetrack:
It takes an orphan with a stutter
Jack:
Who ain't afraid ta use his
Kid Blink:
Fist!
Newsies:
Summer stinks and winter's waiting
Welcome to New Yawk!
Boy, ain't nature fascinating
When youse gotta walk?
Still, it's a fine life
Carrying the banner with me chums!
A mighty fine life
Blowing every nickel as it comes
Crutchy:
I'm no snoozer
Sitting makes me antsy
I likes living chancy
Newsies:
Harlem tah Delancey
What a fine life
Carrying the banner through the slums
Nuns:
Blessed children
Though you wander lost and depraved
Jesus loves you
You shall be saved!
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
Patrick's Mother
Patrick, darling
Since you left me I am undone
Mother loves you!
God, save my son!
Racetrack:
Just gimme half a cup
Kid Blink:
Something ta wake me up
Mush:
I gotta find an angle
Crutchy:
I gotta sell more papes
Various Newsies:
Papers is all I got
Wish I could catch a breeze
Sure hope the headline's hot
All I can catch is fleas
God, help me if it's not!
Somebody help me, please ...
Newsies:
If I hate the headlines
I'll make up the headline
And I'll say anything I hafta
'Cause at two for a penny
If I take too many
Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT
1. Look! They're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start at twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
2. What's it say?
That won't pay!
So where's your spot?
God, it's hot!
Will ya tell me
How'm I gonna make ends meet?
Newsies:
We need a good a**a**ination!
We need an earthquake or a war!
Snipeshooter:
How 'bout a crooked politician?
Newsies:
Hey, stupid
That ain't news no more!
Uptown to Grand Central Station
Down to City Hall
We improves our circulation
Walking till we fall
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
1. Still we'll be out there
Carrying the banner man to man!
We'll be out there
Soaking every s**er that we can!
See the headline:
Newsies on a mission!
k** the competition
Sell the next edition
While we're out there
Carrying the banner is the--
2. Look, they're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
The idiot who wrote it
Must be working for the Sun!
Didja hear about the fire?
3. Heard it k**ed old man Maguire!
2. Heard the toll was even higher
3.Why do I miss all the fun?
2. Hitched it on a trolley
3. Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
2. Little Italy's a secret
3. Bleecker's further than I reckoned
2. By the courthouse
3. Near the stables
2. On the corner someone beckoned! and I ...
1. It's a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
See the headline
Newsies on a mission
k** the competition
Sell the next edition
What a fine life
Carrying the banner!...
2. Would you look at that headline?
You call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start with twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Would you tell me how'm I ever
Gonna make ends meet?
Hitched it on a trolley
Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
Little Italy's a secret
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
By the courthouse
Near the stables
On the corner someone beckoned!
Go get 'em Cowboy ...
You got 'em now, boy