Way Out West in Jersey

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Judy Kaye - Pop, Musicals

Way Out West in Jersey

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[RODNEY, spoken] Well, Mother Kramer, I see you developed a really nice tan [MRS. KRAMER, spoken] Tan? It's probably jaundice I never slept a wink in the whole time I was gone [GLORIA, spoken] Oh, and the hoi polloi at the hotel were simply a scream, my dear [MRS. KRAMER, spoken] Well, what can you expect from New Jersey? I always say the minute you cross the Hudson River you're in the wild west! [RODNEY, spoken] You're right, Mother Kramer [MRS. KRAMER, spoken] Yahoo! [MRS. KRAMER] Yippi-yi, away out west in Jersey I dеclare these arе the thoughts I thunk Yippi-yi, if Jersey looks like this to me Either Jersey or me is drunk By the time I reached Weehawken With my banjo on my knee Yippi-yi, I heard the natives talkin' And I knowed that it wasn't me [RODNEY, GLORIA & MRS. KRAMER] Oh, New Jersey, oh, New Jersey It's a land we proudly hail—All hail! No matter what the weather's You'll enjoy the tar and feathers When you're riding through New Jersey on a rail [GLORIA] Yippi-yi, the cowboys in Hohokus Haven't seen a woman in a year Yippi-yi, when their minds begin to focus They have got only one idea Oh, I met with one in Rahway He said courtin' was sublime But I found that his way wasn't my way Yippi-yi, and I shot him just in time [RODNEY, GLORIA & MRS. KRAMER] Oh, New Jersey, oh, New Jersey It's a land we proudly hail—All hail! You'll enjoy the friendly tussle With the cactus in your bustle When you're riding through New Jersey on a rail [RODNEY] Yippi-yi, across the Jersey border At the bar, politicians are a plague Yippi-yi, whatever drink you order It turns out to be Hague and Hague Oh, a buckaroo from Texas Ran for marshal of Passaic So much lead landed in his solar plexus Now he rattles just like a snake [RODNEY, GLORIA & MRS. KRAMER] Oh, New Jersey, oh, New Jersey It's a land we proudly hail—All hail! You will bellow like an oxen For a shot of anti-toxin When you're riding When you're riding When you're riding through New Jersey on a rail

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Writers
  • Kurt Weill
  • Ogden Nash