PAINT YOUR WAGON (Soundtrack)


Songs from the film "Paint Your Wagon" (1969)
Starring Lee Marvin, Clint Eastwood, Jean Seberg, Ray Walston & Harve Presnell
All songs by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe or Alan Jay Lerner & André Previn




I'm On My Way" (Main Title) - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by The Male Chorus


"I Still See Elisa" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Clint Eastwood


"The First Thing You Know" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and André Previn - Sung by Lee Marvin


"Hand Me Down That Can Of Beans" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Male Chorus


"They Call The Wind Maria" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Harve Presnell & Male Chorus


"Whoop-Ti-Ay!" (Shivaree) - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Ray Walston & Male Chorus


"A Million Miles Away Behind The Door" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and André Previn - Sung by Anita Gordon (as the singing voice of Jean Seberg)


"I Talk To The Trees" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Clint Eastwood


"There's A Coach Comin' In" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Harve Presnell & Male Chorus


"The Gospel Of No Name City" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and André Previn - Sung by Alan Dexter


"Best Things" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Lee Marvin & Clint Eastwood


"Wand'rin' Star" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe - Sung by Lee Marvin & Male Chorus


"Gold Fever" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner and André Previn - Sung by Clint Eastwood & Male Chorus


"Finale" - 
Written by Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe & André Previn - Sung by The Full Chorus










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I'M ON MY WAY
Performed by Male Chorus




Gold 
Gold 
Gold 
Gold 
Gold! 
Gold!!
Gold!!! 
Got a dream boy, got a song 
Paint your wagon and come along
 
Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way
When will I be there?  I don't know
When will I get there?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way 


Got a dream boy, got a song 
Paint your wagon [and come along - Sung In French]
[Verse sung in German] 
[Verse sung in Chinese] 
[Verse sung in American Indian]


Got a dream boy, got a song
Paint your wagon and come along


Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
When will I be there?  I ain't certain  
What will I get?  I ain't equipped to say
But who gives a damn? 
Who gives a damn? 
Who gives a damn? 
We're on our way 


Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way 
When will I be there?  I don't know 
When will I get there?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way


(Orchestral Interlude) 


Where am I goin'?  I don't know  
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way 
When will I be there?  I don't know  
When will I get there?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way 


Got a dream boy, got a song 
Paint your wagon and come along
 
Where are we goin'?  I don't know 
When will I be there?  I ain't certain 
What will I get?  I ain't equipped to say
But who gives a damn? 
Who gives a damn? 
We're on our way!




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I STILL SEE ELISA
Performed by Clint Eastwood




I still see Elisa 
She keeps on returning 
As breathless, young as ever
 
I still see Elisa
She keeps on returning
As breathless and young as ever


I still hear Elisa 
And still feel a yearning 
To hold her against me again 


Her heart was made of holidays 
Her smile was made of dawn 
Her laughter was an April song 
That echoes on and on
 
Since I saw Elisa 
The shadows are falling 
And winter is calling above
 
But I still see Elisa
I still see Elisa
I still see Elisa 
Whenever I dream of love 




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THE FIRST THING YOU KNOW
Performed by Lee Marvin




God made the mountains 
God made the sky 
God made the people 
God knows why 


He fixed up the planet 
As best as He could 
Then in come the people 
And gum it up good 


The first thing you know 
They civilized the foothills 
And everywhere He put hills 
The mountains and valley below 
They come along and take 'em 
And civilize and make 'em 
A place where no civilized 
Person would go 


The first thing you know 
The first thing you know 
They civilize what's pretty 
By puttin' up a city 
Where nothin' that's 
Pretty can grow 


They muddy up the winter 
And civilize it, into a place 
Too uncivilized
Even for snow 


The first thing you know 
They civilize left 
They civilize right 
Till nothing is left
 Till nothing is right 


They civilize freedom 
Till no one is free 
No one except 
By coincidence, me 


The first thing you know 
The boozer's in prison 
And the criminal, he isn't 
And only the rascals have gone
 
When I see a parson 
I gotta put my arson in 
A wagon that follows the tail of a crow 
The first thing you know 
I pick up a growl 
The first thing you know 




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HAND ME DOWN THAT CAN OF BEANS
Performed by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Male Chorus




Well hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm throwin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
I had a lucky day 


Mary, my Mary, my sweet young Mary
We're goin' out this evening 
Mary, my Mary 
I'm gonna take you out tonight
 
So, hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm throwin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Go the beans, go the beans
Good times are here to stay
 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm thowin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
I had a lucky day 


Mary, M-M-M-Mary 
My cute young Mary 
We're goin' out this evenin'
Mary, M-M-M-Mary 
I'm gonna take you out tonight 


So, hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm throwin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Go the beans, go the beans
Good times are here to stay, Yeah! 


Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm throwin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
I had a lucky day 


Mary, M-M-M-Mary 
My sweet young Mary 
We're goin' out this evening 
Mary, M-M-M-Mary 
I'm gonna take you out tonight 


So, hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
Hand me down that can o' beans 
I'm throwin' it away 


Out the winder go the beans
Out the winder go the beans 
Out the winder go the beans 
Go the beans, go the beans 
Good times are here to stay!




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THEY CALL THE WIND MARIA
Performed by Harve Presnell




(Maria, Maria, they call the wind Maria) 


Away out here they got a name 
For rain and wind and fire 
The rain is Tess, the fire's Jo 
And they call the wind Maria 


Maria blows the stars around 
And sends the clouds a-flyin' 
Maria makes the mountains sound 
Like folks were up there dyin' 


(Maria, Maria) They call the wind Maria 


Before I knew Maria's name 
And heard her wail and whining 
I had a girl and she had me 
And the sun was always shining 


But then one day I left my girl
I left her far behind me 
And now I'm lost, so gol-durned lost 
Not even God can find me 


(Maria, Maria, they call the wind Maria) 


Out here they got a name for rain 
For wind and fire only 
But when you're lost and all alone 
There ain't no word but lonely 


And I'm a lost and lonely man 
Without a star to guide me 
Maria, blow my love to me 
I need my girl beside me


(Maria, Maria, they call the wind Maria) 


Maria, Maria, blow my love to me 




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THERE'S A COACH COMIN' IN
Performed by Harve Presnell & Male Chorus




There's a coach comin' in! There's a coach comin' in! 
Comin' in! Comin' in! Comin' in! Comin' in! Comin' in!
 
There's a coach comin' in 
If you listen you can hear it 
A-clip-cloppin' over the hill 
And the sound that you hear 
Is as good to your ear 
As the call of a wild whippoorwill 


There's a coach comin' in 
You can feel it gettin' near 
All at once, and it bursts into veiw 
And it looks to your eye
Like it fell from the sky 
Like a coach full of dreams come true 


For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight 
And it's carryin' lips that are wine
And it's comin' with arms that are pillows 
And this evenin' it all will be mine 


There's a coach comin' in 
And you're smellin' like a steer 
Get the soap out, it ain't far away 
Cut the socks from your feet  (Cut the socks from your feet) 
Rake your hair till it's neat  (Rake your hair till it's neat)
There's a coach comin' in, there's a coach comin' in today! 


There's a coach comin' in 
Hurry! Hurry! Do ya hear? 
With a cargo o' joy from Paree 
Drop the tables and chairs 
Get them beds up the stairs 
And be sure every lock has a key 


(Orchestral Interlude) 


For it's coming with girls who buy perfume
Who wear powder and rouge from Paree 
Who will have to go somewhere to get them 
And the somewhere to go, will be me 


There's a coach comin' in 
And it's flyin' like a deer 
Thank the Lord, there's relief on the way
Thank with all of your hearts (Thank with all of your hearts) 
For them half dozen tarts  (For them half dozen tarts)
There's a coach comin' in, there's a coach comin' in today! 


There's a coach comin' in 
If you listen you can hear it 
A-clip-cloppin' over the hill 
And the sound that you hear 
Is as good to your ear
As the call of the wild whippoorwill


(Orchestral Interlude) 


For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight
And it's carryin' lips that are wine
And it's comin' with arms that are pillows
And this evenin' it all will be mine


(Orchestral Interlude) 


There's a coach comin' in
If you listen you can hear it
A-clip-cloppin' over the hill
And the sound that you hear
Is as good to your ear 
As the call of a wild whippoorwill 


There's a coach comin' in 
You can feel it gettin' near 
All at once, and it bursts into veiw 
And it looks to your eye 
Like it fell from the sky
Like a coach full of dreams come true 


For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight
And it's carryin' lips that are wine 
And it's comin' with arms that are pillows
And this evenin' it all will be mine 


There's a coach comin' in 
Now it's flyin' in the clear 
And the sound of it grows to a din 
Now there ain't far to go  (No, there ain't far to go)
Now they're hollerin' "Whoa!"  (Yes, they're hollerin' "Whoa!")
There's a coach comin' in, there's a coach comin' 
And it's here! 




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WHOOP-TI-AY! (SHIVAREE)
Performed by Ray Walston & Male Chorus




Mr. Rumson went to town 
Riding on a pony 
Bought a wife and brought her home 
And called it matrimony 


Mr. Rumson bought a bride 
Out in Californee 
He'd of saved alot of money 
Staying drunk and horny 


Oh, Susanna, he's happy as can be 
For he's got him something better than a banjo on his knee 


Rumson, he got married today 
Married today, married today 
Rumson, he got married today 
What'll he do tomorrow? 


Get the soap man water, whoop-ti-ay! 
Get the soap man water, whoop-ti-ay! 
Got a sweet perfumer to dry his humor
It's Ben's wedding day
 
Wash him down and flip him, whoop-ti-ay! 
Wash him down and flip him, whoop-ti-ay! 
He's got a blue-eyed wonder to pull him under 
It's Ben's wedding, his wedding, his wedding day.... Amen!




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A MILLION MILES AWAY BEHIND THE DOOR
Performed by Anita Gordon (As the singing voice of Jean Seberg in the film)




Send back the world 
There's too much night for me 
The sky is much too high 
To shelter me when darkness falls 
Four cabin walls 
Would be just right for me 
I need a threshold I can cross 
When I can sit and gather moss 
Forevermore 
A million miles away behind the door 


Roll up the plains 
There's too much view for me 
There's so much space between 
The waiting heart, and whispered word 
It's never heard 
One room will do for me 
Where every evening I can stare 
At someone smiling from his chair 
Across the floor 
A million miles away behind the door
 
Where every evening I can stare 
At someone smiling from his chair 
Across the floor 
A million miles away behind the door 
No fears, no fools
No lies, no rules 
Just doing with my life 
What life is for 
A million miles away behind the door 




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I TALK TO THE TREES
Performed by Clint Eastwood




I talk to the trees, but they don't listen to me
I talk to the stars, but they never hear me
The breeze hasn't time to stop and hear what I say 
I talk to them all in vain 


But suddenly my words reach someone else's ear
Touch someone else's heartstrings, too 
I tell you my dreams and while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true 


I can see us on an April night
Looking out across a rollin' farm
Having supper in the candlelight
Walkin' later arm-in-arm


Then I'll tell you how I passed the day
Thinking mainly how the night would be
Then I'll try to find the words to say
All the things you mean to me


(Orchestral Interlude)


I tell you my dreams and while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true




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THE GOSPEL OF NO NAME CITY
Performed by Alan Dexter




You wanna see sin of the wickedest kind?
Here it is! 
You wanna see virtue left behind? 
Here it is! 
Sodom was vice and visa-versa 
You wanna say where the vice is worser? 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 


You wanna live life in the rottenest way? 
Here it is! 
Women and whiskey, night and day? 
Here it is! 
You wanna embrace the golden calf? 
Ankle, and thigh, and upper half? 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 


No Name City,  No Name City 
The Lord don't like it here 
No Name City, No Name City 
Your reckonin' day is near 
No Name City, No Name City 
Here's what he's gonna do 
Gobble up this town and swallow it down 
And goodbye to you 


Will you go to heaven? Will you go to hell? (Go to Hell) 
Either repent or fare thee well (Fare thee well) 
God'll take care of No Name City 
Comes the end, and it won't be pretty 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 
Amen!




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BEST THINGS
Performed by Lee Marvin, Clint Eastwood, Ray Walston & Male Chorus




CLINT: The earth is pure muck 
LEE: Muck's a good thing 
CLINT: And oozin' with mud 
LEE: Mud is just fine 
CLINT: It's drownin' in bog 
LEE: Bog is good luck 
CLINT: And crawlin' with crud 
LEE: Crud's a good sign 


LEE:
The poor, they got hope 
The rich can buy soap 


CLINT: 
Well, rainbows ain't got a pot of 
And I ain't got a spot of 
A few feet down, there's a lot of 


LEE: 
Just waitin' to buy, tobacco and rye 
>From now till I die 


ALL: 
The best things in life are dirty 
And nothing in life is 
RAY: 
Better to owe than dirty gold 
ALL:
The best things in life are filthy dirty 
Hunks of gold, gold, gold 


CLINT: There's more than just gold 
LEE: Gold is enough 
CLINT: That's buried below 
LEE: Beautiful gold 
CLINT: There's seed in the ground 
LEE: Lovable gold 
CLINT: Just waitin' to grow 
LEE: Spendable gold
 
LEE:
A man has his creed 
And mine is all greed 


RAY & CHORUS:
What banks have bulgin' accounts of 
And I ain't got an ounze of 
Below there's endless amounts of
 
LEE: 
Just dirty ol' trash 
That turns in a flash 
To dirty ol' cash
 
ALL: 
The best things in life are dirty 
The worst thing in life is 
LEE: 
Wakin' up clean, without a bean 
ALL:
The best things in life are filthy dirty 
Hunks of gold, gold, gold,
 
ALL:
The best things in life are dirty 
The worst thing in life is 
Being content, without a cent 
The best things in life are filthy dirty 
Hunks of gold, gold, gold, gold 
Stinkin', rotten, chunks of 
Grimy, slimy, lousy, lovely
 
CLINT, LEE & RAY: Gold




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WAND'RIN' STAR
Performed by Lee Marvin & Male Chorus




I was born under a wand'rin' star
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin' to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wand'rin' star
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Do I know where hell is, hell is in hell-o
Heaven is goodbye forever, it's time for me to go
I was born under a wand'rin' star
A wand'rin', wand'rin' star


(Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin' to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wanderin' star
I was born under a wanderin' star
A wand'rin', wand'rin' star) 
When I get to Heaven, tie me to a tree
Or I'll begin to roam and soon you'll know where I will be
I was born under a wand'rin' star
A wand'rin', wand'rin' star 




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GOLD FEVER
Performed by Clint Eastwood




I would give the world to see 
How I used to be 
When I had no axe to grind 
Except for choppin' wood 


Day was day, and night was night 
Wrong was never right 
Didn't matter where I went 
As much as where I stood 


I had dreams, average size 
There were stars in the skies 
Not my eyes 


Then I got gold fever 
No romp 'n rollin' girl and fellow stuck 
Can cure the gold fever
Nothin' can help you but the yellow stuff 


What can stop that itchin'? 
Ain't  around the kitchen 
Gold, gold, hooked am I 
Susannah, go ahead and cry 


Once we all did honest work 
Farmer, lawyer, clerk 
Married men, and single men 
And some who ain't so sure 


Now I look at them and see 
Duplicates of me 
Cured of what we suffered from 
And sufferin' from the cure 


Who can say, why we came? 
Where's the hope, where's the flame? 
We're the same 


When you've got Gold fever 
No romp 'n rollin' girl and fellow stuck 
Can cure the gold fever
Nothin' can help you but the yellow stuff
 
What can stop that itchin' 
Ain't around the kitchen 
Gold, gold, hooked am I 
Susannah, go ahead and cry 
Gold fever, gold fever, gold fever, gold fever, gold fever.........Deal! 




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FINALE MEDLEY
Performed by The Full Chorus




Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
All that I know Is I am on my way
Gold fever, gold fever


When will I be there? I don't know 
When will I get there? I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way 
Gold Fever, gold fever


Got a dream boy, got a song 
Paint your wagon and come along, and get
Gold fever
No romp 'n rollin' girl can tell us stop
And cure the gold fever
Nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff


What can stop that itchin' 
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold
Gold, gold
Gold
They call the wind Maria
Away out here they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Jo
And they call the wind Maria


I was born under a wand'rin' star
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back
I was born, I was born a million miles.....
Send back the world
There's too much night for me
The sky is much too high
To shelter me when darkness falls
Four cabin walls 
Would be just right for me
A million miles away behind the door


(Orchestral Interlude)


Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
Gold fever, gold fever
All that I know is I am on my way


You wanna see sin of the wickedest kind?
Here it is! 
You wanna see virtue left behind? 
Here it is! 
Sodom was vice and visa-versa 
You wanna say where the vice is worser? 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 


You wanna live life in the rottenest way? 
Here it is! 
Women and whiskey, night and day? 
Here it is! 
You wanna embrace the golden calf? 
Ankle, and thigh, and upper half? 
Here it is!  I mean, here it is! 


Where am I goin'?  I don't know 
Where am I headin'?  I ain't certain 
All that I know is I am on my way
Gold fever, nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff
What can stop that itchin'
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold, hooked am I
Susannah, go ahead and cry


(Orchestral Interlude)


A million miles away behind the door




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All songs transcribed and/or verfified by Mel Priddle - October 2007)




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(Contributed by  - October 2007)