The Call

Lyrics

[FLOYD, spoken] My losin' streak is over, boy! Whoo, gonna find my treasure underground! This cavern's gonna be the biggest attraction 'round these parts And this time, folks are gonna pay me to tour her wonders They'll be tearin' up the mountain! They'll be campin' in the snow! [FLOYD] If I follow that sound I could find what I'm lookin' for It could be glory callin' Callin' me Callin' "Come on, boy! You can do it now You can have what you dream on" Callin' And comin' back, and comin' clear Callin' is what I hear No more plowin' a hardscrabble field I just know I just know it's my lucky day [FLOYD, spoken] Alrighty, alrighty, in we go! Welcome to Floyd Collins' Sand Cave! Ha, ha, naw Welcome to Floyd Collins' Great Sand Cave! Not for the meek You gotta bе brave! Naw, everybody wеlcome! A family type of thing to do [FLOYD] Balloons, postcards Great Sand Cave lanterns And rope, or something, I don't know You got your magical passageways You got your squeezes and bends My kingdom is open, come one and all My travelin' friends! I always knew you'd hear my call Let me know that you hear me now Doh-yoh-doh-ee-oh Oh There's a kind of awe You can't catch in a photograph It's like a giant jaw It's callin' me Callin'— "Come on, boy! You can feel it now Like you ain't never felt afore An open door" So Papa, so you see I ain't a crazy cavin' fool, you see! I always promised to do you right And by the time I get home at night All our money worries will be gone We will be dreamin' on You see, I'll set you up on a valley farm Where you can nap under apple trees Put up your feet instead of kickin' my ass! Oh, Papa! Your son's a businessman man now! A so-and-so! A muck-a-muck! A real wheeler-dealer! Gonna do the family proud My kingdom is open! It will amaze and astound From all across Kentucky They'll come to see what I found I always knew that there'd be something in the stars for me The stars could be so fine Doh-ee-oh, oh-ee-oh Yoh-ee-oh Gonna follow that sound! Gonna find what I'm lookin' for That's my glory callin' It's callin' me Callin' "Come on, boy! You can do it now You can have what you dream on" Glory! Oo-ee-oo, and comin' clear Glory is what I hear No more plowin' a hardscrabble field I just know, I just know it's my lucky day [FLOYD, spoken] Oh, that's so close! "Floyd's a fine boy, hmm hmm hmm Takes after his Pa— Stubborn as a mule! [FLOYD] "But he knows his own mind" I always knew I'd hear the sound Of voices all around me That's the sound of glory after all! That's my call! [FLOYD, spoken] Ah, shit, real squeeze Alright, get flat as a board I'll get under this hangin' rock Oh, ain't nothin' solid here Holy... This is it! [Yodeling] [FLOYD] There ain't never been another man in here No Indians, no thrill seekers No damn crazy cavin' fools Nobody, nothin' 'til I found her God showed her to me first! Floyd And I'm a-callin' I'm a-callin'! Time to get to work Get to work! Comin' back with Homer and all the others Get a cavin' banker to front us the money, hey, hey We move the rocks And make some trails And smooth the floors Build the stairs And set up some big signs out on the road There's a ticket office And a curio shop A refreshment stand open seven days a week Ha ha ha ha! [Yodeling]