Carrying The Banner
Alan Menken Lyrics


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Racetrack:
That's my cigar
Snipeshooter:
You'll steal anudder
Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers
We got work tah do
Specs:
Since when did you become me mudder?
Crutchy:
Ah, stop yer bawling!
Newsies:
Hey! Who ast you??
Mush:
Try Bottle Alley or the harbor
Racetrack:
Try Central Park, it's guaranteed
Jack:
Try any banker, bum, or barber ...
Skittery:
They almost all knows how to read!
Kid Blink:
I smell money
Crutchy:
You smell foul!
Mush:
Met this goyl last night ...
Crutchy:
Move your elbow!
Racetrack:
Pass the towel!
Skittery:
For a buck, I might!
Newsies:
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!
Jack:
It takes a smile as sweet as butter
Crutchy:
The kind that ladies can't resist
Racetrack:
It takes an orphan with a stutter
Jack:
Who ain't afraid ta use his
Kid Blink:
Fist!
Newsies:
Summer stinks and winter's waiting
Welcome to New Yawk!
Boy, ain't nature fascinating
When youse gotta walk?
Still, it's a fine life
Carrying the banner with me chums!
A mighty fine life
Blowing every nickel as it comes
Crutchy:
I'm no snoozer
Sitting makes me antsy
I likes living chancy
Newsies:
Harlem tah Delancey
What a fine life
Carrying the banner through the slums
Nuns:
Blessed children
Though you wander lost and depraved
Jesus loves you
You shall be saved!
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
Patrick's Mother
Patrick, darling,
Since you left me I am undone
Mother loves you!
God, save my son!
Racetrack:
Just gimme half a cup
Kid Blink:
Something ta wake me up
Mush:
I gotta find an angle
Crutchy:
I gotta sell more papes
Various Newsies:
Papers is all I got
Wish I could catch a breeze
Sure hope the headline's hot
All I can catch is fleas
God, help me if it's not!
Somebody help me, please ...
Newsies:
If I hate the headlines
I'll make up the headline
And I'll say anything I hafta
'Cause at two for a penny
If I take too many
Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT
1. Look! They're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start at twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
2. What's it say?
That won't pay!
So where's your spot?
God, it's hot!
Will ya tell me
How'm I gonna make ends meet?
Newsies:
We need a good assassination!
We need an earthquake or a war!
Snipeshooter:
How 'bout a crooked politician?
Newsies:
Hey, stupid
That ain't news no more!
Uptown to Grand Central Station
Down to City Hall
We improves our circulation
Walking till we fall
SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT:
1. Still we'll be out there
Carrying the banner man to man!
We'll be out there
Soaking every sucker that we can!
See the headline:
Newsies on a mission!
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
While we're out there
Carrying the banner is the--
2. Look, they're putting up a headline
They call that a headline?
The idiot who wrote it
Must be working for the Sun!
Didja hear about the fire?
3. Heard it killed old man Maguire!
2. Heard the toll was even higher
3.Why do I miss all the fun?
2. Hitched it on a trolley
3. Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
2. Little Italy's a secret
3. Bleecker's further than I reckoned
2. By the courthouse
3. Near the stables
2. On the corner someone beckoned! and I ...
1. It's a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
See the headline
Newsies on a mission
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
What a fine life,
Carrying the banner!...
2. Would you look at that headline?
You call that a headline?
I get better stories
From the copper on the beat!
I was gonna start with twenty
Now a dozen'll be plenty
Would you tell me how'm I ever
Gonna make ends meet?
Hitched it on a trolley
Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second
Little Italy's a secret
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
By the courthouse
Near the stables
On the corner someone beckoned!




Go get 'em Cowboy ...
You got 'em now, boy

Overall Meaning

The song "Carrying the Banner" from the musical Newsies expresses the energy and spirit of the newsboys who sell newspapers in New York City in 1899. The song is full of enthusiasm and joy as the newsies wander around the city to sell their papers. The song introduces the audience to the main characters of the musical: Jack, Kid Blink, Crutchy, Racetrack, and others. They interact with each other in their unique ways, but they all share a common goal: to sell as many papers as possible. Amidst their banter and back and forth, they proclaim their freedom and independence with lines like "Every morning, we goes where we wishes, We's as free as fishes, Sure beats washing dishes."


The newsies' main challenge is not only to sell papers, but they also have to beat their competitors. They intend to make the headlines themselves; hence, they twist stories to create sensational headlines. As they try to sell more papers, they also contemplate going on a strike, dissatisfied with the amount they currently earn. The song culminates with a call to arms to put aside their differences and unite to make a change.


In short, "Carrying the Banner" is a folk-inspired tune that showcases the immense talent of the Newsies musical cast. The song’s lively energy sets the context for the working-class newsboys' struggles and their unwavering spirit.


Line by Line Meaning

That's my cigar
Racetrack is stating that the cigar belongs to him


You'll steal anudder
Snipeshooter is suggesting that the person he's talking to will steal another cigar


Hey, bummers We got work tah do
Kid Blink is addressing the group and reminding them that they have work to do


Since when did you become me mudder?
Specs is asking when the person he's talking to became his mother


Ah, stop yer bawling!
Crutchy is telling someone to stop crying


Hey! Who ast you??
The Newsies are asking who asked the person they're talking to for their opinion


Try Bottle Alley or the harbor Try Central Park, it's guaranteed They almost all knows how to read!
Mush is suggesting places to go to try and sell newspapers, and points out that most people know how to read


I smell money You smell foul!
Two people are speaking to each other, with one person smelling money and the other person smelling bad


Met this goyl last night ... Move your elbow! Pass the towel! For a buck, I might!
A Newsie is recalling a situation from the night before and implying that he could have potentially made money off of it


Ain't it a fine life Carrying the banner through it all? A mighty fine life Carrying the banner tough and tall
The Newsies are reflecting on their lives and expressing how they feel about carrying the banner


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!
The Newsies are describing how they feel about being able to go wherever they want in the morning and how much they prefer it to washing dishes


It takes a smile as sweet as butter The kind that ladies can't resist It takes an orphan with a stutter Who ain't afraid ta use his Fist!
A person is describing what it takes to be successful in their line of work as a Newsie


Summer stinks and winter's waiting Welcome to New Yawk! Boy, ain't nature fascinating When youse gotta walk?
The Newsies are reflecting on the seasons and how harsh New York City can be, even though it can still be interesting


Still, it's a fine life Carrying the banner with me chums! Blowing every nickel as it comes I'm no snoozer Sitting makes me antsy I likes living chancy Harlem tah Delancey Carrying the banner through the slums
The Newsies are describing their lives and how they prefer to live rather dangerously while carrying the banner with their friends


Blessed children Though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you You shall be saved!
The nuns are speaking to the Newsies and expressing their belief that even though the Newsies may be lost and depraved, Jesus still loves them and they will be saved


Just gimme half a cup Something ta wake me up I gotta find an angle I gotta sell more papes
A Newsie is expressing that they need to find a way to sell more newspapers


Papers is all I got Wish I could catch a breeze Sure hope the headline's hot All I can catch is fleas God, help me if it's not! Somebody help me, please ...
A Newsie is expressing their dependency on selling newspapers and hoping for good headlines while also expressing their frustration with their current situation


If I hate the headlines I'll make up the headline And I'll say anything I hafta 'Cause at two for a penny If I take too many Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta
A Newsie is expressing that they will make up their own headline if they don't like the real ones, and also implying that if they don't sell enough newspapers they will be punished


Look! They're putting up a headline They call that a headline? I get better stories From the copper on the beat! I was gonna start at twenty Now a dozen'll be plenty Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
A Newsie is expressing their disappointment with the headline and how they won't be able to make as much money because of it


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!
The Newsies are discussing what types of headlines they would like to see, but also acknowledging that some things are no longer considered news


Uptown to Grand Central Station Down to City Hall We improves our circulation Walking till we fall Still we'll be out there Carrying the banner man to man! We'll be out there Soaking every sucker that we can! See the headline: Newsies on a mission! Kill the competition Sell the next edition While we're out there Carrying the banner is the--
The Newsies are describing where they walk to sell newspapers and are expressing their dedication to their work. They are also excited about potentially selling more newspapers and competing with other news outlets


Look, they're putting up a headline The idiot who wrote it Must be working for the Sun! Didja hear about the fire? Heard it killed old man Maguire! Heard the toll was even higher Why do I miss all the fun? Hitched it on a trolley Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second Little Italy's a secret Bleecker's further than I reckoned By the courthouse Near the stables On the corner someone beckoned! Go get 'em Cowboy ...You got 'em now, boy
The Newsies are discussing and reacting to a headline and sharing information about it. They are also discussing where they can go to sell newspapers and how to potentially make more money




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Elliott


on God Bless us Everyone

"Til now once he comes how happy!" is wrong. The correct lyrics are "Til the world becomes a family."

Elliott


on God Bless us Everyone

"Let us LOVE til we die." Not "Let us HAVE til we die."

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