That's my cigar You'll steal another Hey bummers we got work to do Since when did you become me mother? Ah, stop your bawling Hey, who asked you? Try Bottle Alley or the harbor Try Central Park it's guaranteed Try any banker, bum, or barber They almost all knows how to read I smell money You smell foul Met this girl last night Ah, move your elbow Pass the towel For a buck I might 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 It takes a smile as sweet as butter The kind that ladies can't resist It takes and orphan with a stutter Who ain't afraid to use his Fist Summer stinks and winter's waiting Welcome to New York Boy, ain't nature fascinating When you's gotta walk? Still it's a fine life Carrying the banner with your chums. (it's a fine life) I mighty fine life (carrying the banner with your chums) Blowing every nickle as it comes. (a mighty fine life) (Blowing every nickle as it comes) I'm no snoozer Sitting makes me antsy I likes living chancy Harlem to Delancy What a fine life, carrying the banner through the slums Blessed children Though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you You shall be saved Patrick, (just give me half a cup) Darling, (something to wake me up) Since you left me (I gotta find an angle) I am undone. (I gotta sell more papes) Mother (papers is all I got) (wish I could catch a breeze) Loves you. (sure hope the headlines hot) (all I can catch is fleas) God save my son! (God help me if it's not) (somebody help me please) If I hate the headline I'll make up a headline And I'll say anything I have to 'Cause it's two for a penny If I take to many Weasel just makes me eat 'em after Look they putting up a headline What's it say? (you call that a headline) That won't pay! (I get better stories) So where's your spot? (from the copper on the beat) God, it's hot! (I was gonna start with twenty) Will ya tell me (but a dozen will be plenty) (Tell me) How'm I gonna make ends meat? We need a good assassination We need an earthquake or a war How 'bout a crooked politician? Hey stupid, that ain't news no more Uptown to Grand Central Station Down to City Hall We improves our circulation Walking 'til we fall Still we'll be out there (Look they're putting up the headline, they call that a headline) Carrying the banner man to man (The idiot who wrote it must be working for the sun) We'll be out there (Did you hear about the fire) (heard it killed old man Maguire) Soakin' all the suckers that we can (Heard the toll was even higher) (why do I miss all the fun) See the headline (Hitched it on the trolley) Newsies On A Mission. (Meet-ch'a forty-fourth and second) Kill the competition, (Little Italy's a secret) Sell the next edition. (Bleecker's further than I reckoned) While we're out there (By the courthouse) (near the stables) Carrying the banner is the- (On the corner someone beckoned and I-) It's a fine life (Would you look at that headline) Carrying the banner through it all! (You call that a headline) (I get better stories) A mighty fine life (From the copper on the beat) Carrying the banner tough and tall! (I was gonna start with twenty) See the headline: (Now a dozen will be plenty) Newsies On A Mission (Would ya tell me how'm I ever gonna make ends meat) Kill the competition, (Hitched it on a trolley, meet-ch'a forty-fourth and second) Sell the next edition. (Little Italy's a secret, Bleecker's further than I reckoned) What a fine life Carrying the banner! (On the corner someone beckoned) It's a fine life (go get 'em cowboy) Carrying the banner It's fine life (you got 'em cowboy) Carrying the banner It's a fine life (go get 'em cowboy) Carrying the banner It's a fine life (you got 'em cowboy) Carrying the banner It's a go!