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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 ********** 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! ********** 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 ********** 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 ********** 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! ********** 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 ********** 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! ********** 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! ********** 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 ********** 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 ********** 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! ********** 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 ********** 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 ********** 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! ********** 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 ********** All songs transcribed and/or verfified by Mel Priddle - October 2007) ********** (Contributed by - October 2007)

    


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