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Once upon a time I wish in a far off kingdom
More than anything lived a fair maiden
More than life a sad young lad More than jewels
I wish and a childless baker More than life
I wish with his wife More than anything
More than the moon I wish
The King is giving a Festival More than life
I wish I wish to go to the Festival
More than riches and the ball
I wish my cow would give us some milk
More than anything I wish we had a child
Please, pal I want a child Squeeze, pal
I wish to go to the Festival I wish you'd give us some
milk or even cheese I wish I wish we might have a child
I wish I wish
You wish to go to the Festival The poor girl's mother had died
You, Cinderella, the Festival You wish to go to the Festival
What, you, Cinderella, the Festival The Festival
What, you wish to go to the Festival The Festival
The King's Festival And her father had taken for his new wife
The Festival a woman with two daughters of her own
Look at you nails Look at your dress
People would laugh at you
Nevertheless, I still want to go to the Festival
And dance before the Prince
She still wants to go to the Festival
And dance before the Prince
All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart
Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his mother
I wish Well, she was not quite beautiful
I wish my son were not a fool I wish my house was not a mess
I wish the cow was full of milk I wish the walls were full of gold
I wish a lot of things
Why, come in, little girl I wish It's not for me
It's for my Granny in the woods A loaf of bread, please
To bring my poor old hungry Granny in the woods
Just a loaf of bread, please
Cinderella's Stepmother had a surprise for her
I have emptied a pot of lentils into the ashes for you
If you have picked them out again in two hours' time
you shall go to the ball with us
And perhaps a sticky bun Or four
Birds in the sky, Birds in the eaves, In the leaves, In the fields
In the castles and ponds And a few of those pies please
Come, little birds, Down from the eaves
And the leaves, Over fields, Out of castles and ponds
Now, squeeze, pal
Ahhh Quick, little birds, Flick through the ashes
Pick and peck, but swiftly
Sift through the ashes, Into the pot
Listen well, son Milky White must be taken to market
But, mother, no he's the best cow
look at her There are bugs on her dugs
There are flies in her eyes There's a lump on her rump
Big enough to be a hump But
Son, We've no time to sit and dither, While her wither's wither with her
And no one keeps a cow for a friend Sometimes I fear your touched
Into the woods, It's time to go, I hate to leave, I have to, though
Into the woods It's time, and so I must begin my journey
Into the woods And through the trees To where I am Expected ma'am
Into the woods To Grandmother's house
Into the woods To Grandmother's house You're certain of your way
The way is clear, The light is good, I have no fear, Nor no one should
The woods are just trees, The trees are just wood
I sort of hate to ask it, But do you have a basket
Into the woods And down the dell, The path is straight, I know it well
Into the woods, And who can tell What's waiting on the journey
Into the woods To bring some bread To Granny who Is sick in bed
Never can tell What lies ahead For all that I know, She's already dead
But into the woods, Into the woods
Into the woods To Grandmother's house And home before dark
Fly, birds, Back to the sky, Back to the eaves
And the leaves And the fields And the
Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella
Are you really wearing that Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella
Can't you hide it with a hat You look beautiful I know She means me
Put it in a twist Who will be there
Mother said be good, Father said be nice
That was always their advice So be nice, Cinderella, Good, Cinderella
Nice good good nice What's the good of being good
If everyone is blind And you're always left behind
Never mind, Cinderella, Kind Cinderella Nice good nice kind good nice
Not that tight Sorry Clawed Who might that be
It's the witch from next door The old enchantress told the couple she had
placed a spell on their house What spell
In the past, when your mother was with child
she developed an unusual appetite
She took one look at my beautiful garden
and told your father that what she wanted more than
anything in the world was
Greens, greens and nothing but greens
Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery
Asparagus and watercress and Fiddleferns and lettuce
He said, All right, But it wasn't, quite
'Cause I caught him in the autumn In my garden one night
He was robbing me, Raving me, Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my arugula and Ripping up my rampion
My champion My favorite I should have laid a spell on him
Right there, Could have changed him into stone
Or a dog or a chair
But I let him have the rampion I'd lots to spare In return, however
I said, Fair is fair You can let me have the baby
That your wife will bear
And we'll call it square I had a brother No But you had a sister
But the witch refused to tell him anymore of his sister
Not even that her name was Rapunzel
I though I had been more than reasonable
But how was I to know what your father had also hidden in his pocket
What Beans Beans The special beans
I let him go, I didn't know He'd stolen my beans
I was watching him crawl, Back over the wall
Then bang Crash And the lightning flash
And well, that's another story, Never mind Anyway, at last
The big day came, And I made my claim
Oh, don't take away the baby, They shrieked and screeched
But I did, And I hid her Where she'll never be reached
And your father cried, And your mother died
When for extra measure I admit it was a pleasure
I said, Sorry, I'm still not mollified And I laid little spell on them
You, too, son That your family tree Would always be a barren one
So there's no more fuss And there's no more scenes
And my garden thrives You should see my nectarines
But I'm telling you the same I tell kings and queens
Don't ever never ever Mess around with my greens
Especially the beans
Now closely to me, Jack Lead Milky White to market
and fetch the best price you can Are you listening to me
Jack Jack Jack, Head in a sack, The house is getting colder
This is not the time for dreaming
Chimney stack Starting to crack, The mice are getting bolder
The floor's gone slack, Your mother's getting older
Your father's not back, And you can't just sit here dreaming pretty dreams
To wish and wait From day to day Will never keep
The wolves away
So into the woods The time is now We have to live
I don't care how Into the woods To sell the cow
You must begin the journey Straight to the woods
and don't delay You have to face The marketplace
Into the woods to journey's end Into the woods to sell a friend
Meanwhile, the Witch, for purposes of her own
explained how the Baker might lift the spell
You wish to have The curse reversed I'll need a certain
Potion first Go to the woods and bring me back
One the cow as white as milk, Two the cape as red as blood
Three the hair as yellow as corn, Four the slipper as pure as gold
Bring me these Before the chime Of midnight, In three day's time
And you shall have, I guarantee, A child as perfect As child can be
Go to the wood Ladies Our carriage waits
Now may I go to the Festival
The Festival Darling, those nails
Darling, those clothes Lentils are one thing but
Darling, with those, You'd make us the fools of the Festival
And mortify the Prince
Our carriage is waiting We must be gone Good night, Father
I wish Look what I found in father's hunting jacket
Six beans We'll take them with us No
The spell is on my house Only I can lift the spell
The spell is on my house
No, no, the spell is on our house We must lift the spell
No You are not to come and that is final
Now what am I to return with You don't remember
The cow as white as milk, The cape as red as blood
The hair as yellow as corn, The slipper as pure as gold
The cow as white as milk, The cape as red as blood
The hair as yellow as corn, The slipper as pure as gold
And so the Baker, reluctantly, set off to meet the
enchantress' demands As for Cinderella
I still wish to go to the Festival
But how am I ever to get to the Festival
The cow as white as milk, The cape as red as blood
The hair as yellow as corn
I know I'll visit Mother's grave
The grave at the hazel tree, And tell her I just want to
Go to the King's Festival
The slipper as pure as gold The cow, the cape
The slipper as pure as gold The hair
Into the woods, It's time to go, It may be all
In vain, you/I know Into the woods But even so
I have to take the journey
Into the woods, The path is straight, You know it well
But who can tell
Into the woods to lift the spell Into the woods to visit Mother
Into the woods to fetch the things To make the potion
To got to the Festival
Into the woods Without regret, The choice is made
The task is set Into the woods, But not forget
Ting why I'm on the journey Little Red Riding hood Joins
Into the woods to get my wish, I don't care how
The time is now
Into the woods to sell the cow Into the woods to get the money
Into the woods to lift the spell To make the potion
To go to the Festival Into the woods to Grandmother's house
Into the woods to Grandmother's house
The way is clear, The light is good, I have no fear
Nor no one should The woods are just trees
The trees are just wood No need to be afraid there
There's something in the glade there
Into the woods, Without delay, But careful not
To lose the way Into the woods, Who knows what may
Be lurking on the journey
Into the woods To get the thing That makes it worth
The journeying into the woods
To see the King To sell the cow
To make the potion
To see To sell To get To bring
To make To lift To go to the Festival
Into the woods Into the woods
Into the woods, Then out of the woods
And home before dark