Oklahoma!

---

There's a bright golden

haze on the meadow

There's a bright golden

haze on the meadow

The corn is as high

as an elephant's eye

And it looks like it's

climbin' clear up to the sky

Oh, what a beautiful morning

Oh, what a beautiful day

I got a beautiful feeling

Everything's goin' my way

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

All the sounds of the

earth are like music

All the sounds of the

earth are like music

The breeze is so busy

it don't miss a tree

And a ol' weepin' willer

is laughin' at me

Oh, what a beautiful morning

Oh, what a beautiful day

I got a beautiful feeling

Everything's goin' my way

Oh, what a beautiful day

(ROOSTER CROWS)

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

- Hi, Aunt Eller!

- Don't scare me to death.

- What you doin' around here?

- I come a-singin' to you.

Oh, what a beautiful morning

Oh, what a beautiful day

I got a beautiful feeling

Everything's goin' my way

If I wasn't an old woman, and if you

wasn't so young and smart-alecky,

why, I'd marry you and get you to

sit around at night and sing to me.

No, you wouldn't neither, 'cause I wouldn't

marry you nor none of your kinfolk.

- If I could help it.

- Oh, none of my kinfolks, huh?

And you can tell 'em

that too. All of 'em.

Including that niece of

your'n, Miss Laurey Williams.

Who you takin' to the

box social tonight?

I ain't thought much about it yet.

- Bet you come over to ask Laurey.

- What if I did?

You askin' me too?

I'll wear my fascinator.

- Yeah, you too.

- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, what a beautiful morning

Oh, what a beautiful day

I thought you were somebody.

I got a beautiful feeling

Everything's goin' my way

Is this all that's come a-callin' at

already 8:
00 this Saturday morning?

You knowed it was me

before you opened the door.

- No such of a thing.

- Well, you did too.

You heared my voice.

You knowed it was me.

I heared someone singing

like a bullfrog in a pond.

You knowed it was me, so you set in

there, thinkin' up something mean to say.

I'm a good mind not to

ask you to the box social.

- Oh, you two.

- If you asked me, I wouldn't go with you.

Besides, how'd you take me?

You ain't bought a new buggy with

red wheels onto it, have you?

No, I ain't.

A spankin' team with their

bridles all a-jinglin'?

No.

Expect me to ride on

behind ol' Blue I guess.

You better ask that old Cummings

girl you took such a shine to.

If I was to ask you, Miss Laurey

smarty, there'd be a way to take ya.

Oh, there would?

How'd we get there?

When I take you out tonight with me

Honey, here's the way it's gonna be

You will set behind a team

of snow-white horses

In the slickest gig you ever see

Chicks and ducks

and geese better scurry

When I take you out in the surrey

When I take you out in the

surrey with the fringe on top

Watch that fringe

and see how it flutters

When I drive them

high-steppin' strutters

Nosy pokes'll peek

through their shutters

And their eyes'll pop

The wheels are yeller

the upholstery's brown

The dashboard's genuine leather

With isinglass curtains

you can roll right down

In case there's

a change in the weather

Two bright sidelights

winkin' and blinkin'

Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'

You can keep your rig

if you're thinkin'

That I'd "keer" to swap

For that shiny little surrey

with the fringe on the top

Would you say the fringe

was made of silk

(LAUGHS)

Wouldn't have

no other kind but silk

Has it really got a team

of snow-white horses

One's like snow

The other's more like milk

All the world will fly in a flurry

When I take you out in the surrey

When I take you out in the

surrey with the fringe on top

When we hit that road

hell for leather

Cats and dogs'll

dance in the heather

Birds and frogs'll

sing all together

And the toads will hop

The wind'll whistle

as we rattle along

The cows'll moo in the clover

The river will ripple out

a whispered song

And whisper it over and over

(SOFTLY) Don't you wish

you'd go on forever

Don't you wish you'd go on forever

Don't you wish you'd go on forever

And it'd never stop

In that shiny little surrey

with the fringe on the top

You'd sure feel like a queen

settin' up in that carriage.

Only she talked to me

so mean a while back,

- I'm a good mind not to take her.

- I ain't said I was goin'.

- Well, I ain't asked ya.

- Where'd you get such a rig at?

I'll bet he's went and hired a rig over

at Claremore, thinkin' I'd go with him.

I did not hire it. I made the

whole thing up out of my head.

- What? Made it up?

- Dashboard and all.

(LAUGHING)

Get off the place, you!

Aunt Eller, make him get hisself

out of here! Tellin' me lies.

Now hold on. Makin' up a few "purties"

ain't agin no law I know of.

Besides, don't you wish

there was such a rig though?

You could go to the play party and do a

hoedown till morning if you was a mind to.

Then when you was all wore out,

why, I'd just lift you onto the surrey,

jump up alongside you, and we'd

just point the horses home.

I can just picture the whole thing.

I can see the stars gettin' blurry

When we ride back home

in the surrey

Ridin' slowly home in the surrey

With the fringe on top

I can feel the day gettin' older

Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder

Noddin', droopin'

close to my shoulder

Till it falls, kerplop

The sun is swimmin'

on the rim of a hill

The moon is takin' a header

And just as I'm thinkin'

all the earth is still

A lark'll wake up in the medder

Hush, you bird my baby's a-sleepin'

Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'

Whoa, you team and

just keep a-creepin'

At a slow clip-clop

Don't you hurry with the surrey

With the fringe

On the

Top

- Only... Only there ain't no such rig.

- Well...

Why'd you come around here with

your stories and your lies,

gettin' me all worked up?

Who'd wanna ride

alongside of you anyway?

Why don't you grab her and kiss her

when she acts that a-way, Curly?

- She's just aching for you to, I bet.

- I won't even speak to him,

let alone allow him to kiss me...

the braggin', bowlegged,

wished-he'd-had-a-sweetheart bum!

She likes you quite a lot.

She liked me any more,

she'd sic the dogs onto me.

- Hello, Jud.

- Hello, yourself.

Listen, who's the low filthy sneak

Laurey's got her cap set for?

- You.

- Never mind that.

There must be plenty of

men a-tryin' to spark her.

- Plenty.

- What about him?

Oh, she wouldn't take up

with a fella like that,

that bullet-colored,

growly hired hand.

Now, don't you go say

nothin' agin Jud.

Best hired hand I ever had.

Just about runs

the farm by hisself.

Well, two women couldn't do it.

You oughta know 'at.

He's around all the time, ain't he?

Takes his meals with you and

sleeps down in the smokehouse.

I changed my mind about

cleaning the henhouse today.

I gotta quit early 'cause I'm driving

Laurey to the party tonight.

- You're driving Laurey?

- I asked her.

Well, wouldn't that

just make you bawl?

Don't forget, Aunt Eller. You and

me still got a date together.

How we going, Curly,

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes