It's a Boy by Original Broadway Cast of The Will Rogers Follies lyrics

It's a Boy

Original Broadway Cast of The Will Rogers Follies

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APPLE MUSIC

AMAZON MUSIC

DEEZER

[CLEM ROGERS, spoken]
Here is is
Tuesday, November 4th, 1879
And here I am
Clement V. Rogers, the father of six lovely daughters
Waitin' nervously for the birth of my first son
Yippie-yay!
Yippie-eye!
I hit the old bullseye!

(singing)
Hooray, hooray, hooray
At last, it's a boy
Hey, I got me a boy
Step right up, it's a boy
I got a son and an heir

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
What else can compare?

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
I haven't a care
I wanna sing hosannas
Hooray, hooray
Although I love all my girls
Six is plenty of girls
After all of those girls
I gave it one extra shot

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
Kept praying a lot

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
And look what I got
I'm passin' out Havanas

Yippie-eye-yay
He'll be the shine on the family name
Yippie-eye-yay
His pa's a rancher, so he'll be the same
With cattle standin' out yonder for miles around
That's why I'm handin' the smokes and the smiles around

Hooray, hooray, hooray
At last, it's a male
And his powerful wail
Says he's hearty and hale
And he'll be proud as can be

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
When he learns that he

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
Is part Cherokee like his pa
My hopes no longer are slim
I'm way out on a limb
Hopes are riding on him
And he'll grow up to be a hell of a man
I'll make him a man
A hell of a man like yours truly
Hooray, hooray, hooray for my lucky star

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
Have a cigar

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
I'm jumpin' for joy

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
At last, it's a boy
You gotta keep tryin'

[CLEM & GIRLS]
At last, it's a boy

[WILL ROGERS, spoken]
Well, now that I'm thirteen years old, I got some bad news

[CLEM, spoken]
Oh Lord, son, don't tell me you were expelled again

[WILL, spoken]
I'm sorry, pa
The principal and I just couldn't agree on how to run that school

[CLEM, spoken]
You gotta get an education, boy
So you'll never have to worry about endin' up in the congress

[GIRLS]
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear
How time hurries by
Little Will's a big guy
And he don't even try to get along with our pa
Won't listen to pa
Well, livin' with pa
That ain't no bed of roses

[WILL, spoken]
Well, now that I'm nineteen years old, I'm goin' down to the Argentine

[CLEM, spoken]
The Argentine?

[WILL, spoken]
I hear they got work down there for cowboys
That's what I aim to be

[CLEM, spoken]
I always counted on you stayin' here and runnin' this ranch

[WILL, spoken]
Aw, it ain't in me to run anything, pa
Why can't I do with my life what I want to?

[CLEM, spoken]
I recon you will, son
But I wouldn't be a good father if I didn't make it as difficult as possible

(singing)
Hooray, hooray
Some dirty work has been done
He can't be the real one
Can't be Clem Rogers' son
He says he don't wanna ranch
He's some rotten branch
Must be part Comanche for sure
To Argentina he'll steam
What a crackpotted scheme
It's the end of my dream
Cuz he will never be that hell of a man
A looked up to man
A hell of a man like yours truly
But what the hey-dee-hey, I still got six girls

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
Six milliin curls

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
I'm jumpin' for joy

[GIRLS]
Woo-hoo!

[CLEM]
Goodbye, Willie boy
And don't write for money

[CLEM & GIRLS]
Goodbye, Willie boy