The Call, Part I: The Call

Lyrics
[FLOYD, spoken] Your losin' streak's over, boy! Gonna find my treasure underground! This cavern's gonna be the biggest attraction in these parts And this time, folks'll 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] Come on, Floyd! This is the big-un Woo! Ha ha Welcome to Floyd Collins' Sand Cave! Naw, welcome to Floyd Collins' Great Sand Cave! Not for the meek You gotta be brave Naw, everybody welcome 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 Noh-yoh doh-ee-oh Noh 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 tonight 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 somethin' in the stars for me The stars could be so fine Doh-yoh doh-ee-oh Yoh 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] We're so close! "Floyd's a fine boy He 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] 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'!
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Credits
- Writers
- Adam Guettel