Jet Song

 

1957 Broadway Lyrics

RIFF
When you're a Jet,
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin' day.

When you're a Jet,
If the spit hits the fan,
You got brothers around,
You're a family man.

You're never alone,
You're never disconnected.
You're home with your own—
When company's expected,
You're well protected!

Then you are set
With a capital J,
Which you'll never forget
Till they cart you away.
When you're a Jet,
You stay
A Jet!

ACTION, BABY JOHN
When you're a Jet,
You're the top cat in town,
You're the gold-medal kid
With the heavyweight crown!

A-RAB, ACTION, BIG DEAL
When you're a Jet,
You're the swingin'est thing.
Little boy, you're a man;
Little man, you're a king!

ALL
The Jets are in gear,
Our cylinders are clickin'!
The Sharks'll steer clear,
'Cause ev'ry Puerto Rican
'S a lousy chicken!

Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell—
Someone gets in our way,
Someone don't feel so well!

Here come the Jets!
Little world, step aside,
Better go underground,
Better run, better hide!

We're drawin' the line,
So keep your noses hidden!
We're hangin' a sign
Says "Visitors Forbidden,"
And we ain't kiddin'!

Here come the Jets—
Yeah! And we're gonna beat
Every last buggin' gang
On the whole buggin' street!

On the whole—!
Ever—!
Mother—!
Lovin'—!
Street!

1961 Film Lyrics

RIFF
When you're a Jet,
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin' day.

When you're a Jet,
Let them do what they can,
You got brothers around,
You're a family man.

You're never alone,
You're never disconnected.
You're home with your own—
When company's expected,
You're well protected!

Then you are set
With a capital J,
Which you'll never forget
Till they cart you away.
When you're a Jet,
You stay
A Jet!

SNOWBOY
When you're a Jet,
You're the top cat in town,
You're the gold-medal kid
With the heavyweight crown!

ICE
When you're a Jet,
You're the swingin'est thing.
Little boy, you're a man;
Little man, you're a king!

ALL
The Jets are in gear,
Our cylinders are clickin'!
The Sharks'll steer clear,
'Cause ev'ry Puerto Rican
'S a lousy chicken!

Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell—
Someone gets in our way
Someone don't feel so well!

Here come the Jets!
Little world, step aside,
Better go underground,
Better run, better hide!

We're drawin' the line,
So keep your noses hidden!
We're hangin' a sign
Says "Visitors forbidden,"
And we ain't kiddin!

Here come the Jets—
Yeah! And we're gonna beat
Every last buggin' gang
On the whole buggin' street!

One the whole—!
Buggin'—!
Ever—!
Lovin'—!
Street!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 

Something's Coming

 

1957 Broadway lyrics

TONY
Could be . . .
Who knows? . . .
There's something due any day—
I will know right away,
Soon as it shows.
It may come cannonballing down through the sky,
Gleam in its eye,
Bright as a rose.
Who knows?

It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Under a tree.
I got a feeling there's a miracle due,
Gonna come true,
Coming to me!

Could it be? Yes, it could.
Something's coming, something good,
If I can wait.
Something's coming, I don't know what it is,
But it is
Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,
Phone'll jingle, door'll knock,
Open the latch.
Something's coming, don't know when, but it's soon;
Catch the moon,
One-handed catch!

Around the corner,
Or whistling down the river,
Come on, deliver
To me!

Will it be? Yes, it will.
Maybe just by holding still,
It'll be there.
Come on, something, come on in, don't be shy,
Meet a guy,
Pull up a chair!

The air
Is humming,
And something great is coming!

Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Maybe tonight . . .

1961 film lyrics

TONY
Could be . . .
Who knows? . . .
There's something due any day—
I will know right away,
Soon as it shows.
It may come cannonballing down through the sky,
Gleam in its eye,
Bright as a rose.
Who knows?

It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Under a tree.
I got a feeling there's a miracle due,
Gonna come true,
Coming to me!

Could it be? Yes, it could.
Something's coming, something good,
If I can wait.
Something's coming, I don't know what it is
But it is
Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,
Phone'll jingle, door'll knock
Open the latch.
Something's comin', don't know when, but it's soon;
Catch the moon,
One-handed catch!

Around the corner,
Or whistling down the river,
Come on, deliver
To me!

Will it be? Yes, it will.
Maybe just by holding still
It'll be there.
Come on, something, come on in, don't be shy,
Meet a guy,
Pull up a chair!

The air
Is humming,
And something great is coming!

Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Maybe tonight . . .

 

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 

Maria

 

1957 Broadway lyrics

TONY
Maria . . .
The most beautiful sound I ever heard.

VOICES
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .

TONY
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word . . .

VOICES
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .
Maria, Maria . . .

TONY
Maria!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me.

Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Maria,
And suddenly I've found
How wonderful a sound
Can be.

Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing—
Say it soft and it's almost like praying—
Maria . . .
I'll never stop saying
Maria!

(Maria x8)

Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing—
Say it soft and it's almost like praying—
Maria . . .
I'll never stop saying
Maria!

The most beautiful sound I ever heard—
Maria.

1961 film lyrics

TONY
Maria . . .
The most beautiful sound I ever heard.

VOICES
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .

TONY
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word . . .

VOICES
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .
Maria, Maria . . .

TONY
Maria!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly the name
Will never be the same
To me.

Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Maria,
And suddenly I've found
How wonderful a sound
Can be.

Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing—
Say it soft and it's almost like praying—
Maria . . .
I'll never stop saying
Maria!

(Maria x8)

Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing—
Say it soft and it's almost like praying—
Maria . . .
I'll never stop saying
Maria!

The most beautiful sound I ever heard—
Maria.

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 

America

 

1957 Broadway lyrics

ROSALIA
Puerto Rico,
You lovely island . . .
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossoms blowing . . .

ANITA
Puerto Rico . . .
You ugly island . . .
Island of tropic diseases.
Always the hurricanes blowing,
Always the population growing . . .
And the money owing,
And the babies crying,
And the bullets flying.
I like the island Manhattan.
Smoke on your pipe and put that in!

OTHERS
I like to be in America!
O.K. by me in America!
Ev'rything free in America
For a small fee in America!

ROSALIA
I like the city of San Juan.

ANITA
I know a boat you can get on.

ROSALIA
Hundreds of flowers in full bloom.

ANITA
Hundreds of people in each room!

ALL
Automobile in America,
Chromium steel in America,
Wire-spoke wheel in America,
Very big deal in America!

ROSALIA
I'll drive a Buick through San Juan.

ANITA
If there's a road you can drive on.

ROSALIA
I'll give my cousins a free ride.

ANITA
How you get all of them inside?

ALL
Immigrant goes to America,
Many hellos in America;
Nobody knows in America
Puerto Rico's in America!

ROSALIA
I'll bring a T.V. to San Juan.

ANITA
If there a current to turn on!

ROSALIA
I'll give them new washing machine.

ANITA
What have they got there to keep clean?

ALL
I like the shores of America!
Comfort is yours in America!
Knobs on the doors in America,
Wall-to-wall floors in America!

ROSALIA
When I will go back to San Juan.

ANITA
When you will shut up and get gone?

ROSALIA
Everyone there will give big cheer!

ANITA
Everyone there will have moved here!

1961 film lyrics

ANITA
Puerto Rico,
My heart's devotion—
Let it sink back in the ocean.
Always the hurricanes blowing,
Always the population growing,
And the money owing,
And the sunlight streaming,
And the natives steaming.

I like the island Manhattan—
Smoke on your pipe and put that in!

GIRLS (chorus)
I like to be in America,
O.K. by me in America,
Everything free in America—

BERNARDO
For a small fee in America.

ANITA
Buying on credit is so nice.

BERNARDO
One look at us and they charge twice.

ROSALIA
I'll have my own washing machine.

JUANO
What will you have, though, to keep clean?

ANITA
Skyscrapers bloom in America.

ANOTHER GIRL
Cadillacs zoom in America.

ANOTHER GIRL
Industry boom in America.

BOYS
Twelve in a room in America.

ANITA
Lots of new housing with more space.

BERNARDO
Lots of doors slamming in our face.

ANITA
I'll get a terrace apartment.

BERNARDO
Better get rid of your accent.

ANITA AND THREE GIRLS
Life can be bright in America.

ALL BOYS
If you can fight in America.

ALL GIRLS
Life is all right in America.

ALL BOYS
If you're all-white in America.

(an interlude of WHISTLING and DANCING)

ANITA AND CONSUELO
Here you are free and you have pride.

BERNARDO
Long as you stay on your own side.

ANITA
Free to be anything you choose.

ALL BOYS
Free to wait tables and shine shoes.

BERNARDO
Everywhere grime in America,
Organized crime in America,
Terrible time in America.

ANITA
You forget I'm in America.

(An interlude of MORE DANCING)

BERNARDO
I think I go back to San Juan

ANITA
I know a boat you can get on.

BERNARDO
Everyone there will give big cheer!

ANITA
Everyone there will have moved here.

 
 

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 

Balcony Scene (Tonight)

1957 Broadway lyrics

MARIA
Only you, you're the only thing I'll see, forever.
In my eyes, in my words and in everything I do,
Nothing else but you,
Ever!

TONY
And there's nothing for me but Maria,
Every sight that I see is Maria.

MARIA
Tony, Tony . . .

TONY
Always you, every thought I'll ever know,
Everywhere I go,
You'll be!

MARIA
All the world is only you and me!

Tonight, tonight,
It all began tonight,
I saw you and the world went away.
Tonight, tonight,
There's only you tonight,
What you are, what you do, what you say!

TONY
Today, all day I had the feeling
A miracle would happen—
I know now I was right.
For here you are,
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight!

BOTH
Tonight, tonight,
The world is full of light,
With suns and moons all over the place.
Tonight, tonight,
The world is wild and bright,
Going mad, shooting sparks into space.

Today, the world was just an address,
A place for me to live in,
No better than all right,
But here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight!

Goodnight, goodnight,
Sleep well and when you dream,
Dream of me
Tonight.

1961 Film lyrics

MARIA
Only you, you're the only thing I'll see, forever.
In my eyes, in my words and in everything I do,
Nothing else but you,
Ever!

TONY
And there's nothing for me but Maria,
Every sight that I see is Maria.

MARIA
Tony, Tony . . .

TONY
Always you, every thought I'll ever know,
Everywhere I go,
You'll be!

MARIA
All the world is only you and me!

Tonight, tonight,
It all began tonight,
I saw you and the world went away.
Tonight, tonight,
There's only you tonight,
What you are, what you do, what you say!

TONY
Today, all day I had the feeling
A miracle would happen—
I know now I was right.

BOTH
For here you are,
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight!

Tonight, tonight,
The world is full of light,
With suns and moons all over the place.
Tonight, tonight,
The world is wild and bright,
Going mad, shooting sparks into space.

Today, the world was just an address,
A place for me to live in,
No better than all right,
But here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight!

(dialogue)

BOTH SING
Good night, good night,
Sleep well and when you dream,
Dream of me
Tonight.

 
 

Cool

 
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1957 Broadway lyrics

RIFF
Boy, boy, crazy boy,
Get cool, boy.
Got a rocket
In your pocket,
Keep coolly cool, boy.

Don't get hot,
'Cause man, you got
Some high times ahead.
Take it slow,
And Daddy-o,
You can live it up and die in bed.

Boy, boy, crazy boy,
Stay loose, boy.
Breeze it, buzz it,
Easy does it,
Turn off the juice, boy.

Go, man, go,
But not like a yoyo schoolboy.
Just play it cool, boy,
Real cool.
 

1961 film lyrics

ICE
Boy, boy, crazy boy,
Get cool, boy.
Got a rocket,
In your pocket,
Keep coolly cool, boy.

Don't get hot,
'Cause man, you got
Some high times ahead.
Take it slow
And, Daddy-o,
You can live it up and die in bed!

Boy, boy, crazy boy,
Stay loose, boy.
Breeze it, buzz it,
Easy does it,
Turn off the juice, boy.

Go man, go,
But not like a yoyo schoolboy.
Just play it cool, boy,
Real cool.

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 

One Hand, One Heart

 

1957 Broadway lyrics

TONY
Make of our hands one hand,
Make of our hearts one heart,
Make of our vows one last vow:
Only death will part us now.

MARIA
Make of our lives one life,
Day after day, one life.

BOTH
Now it begins, now we start:
One hand, one heart.
Even death won't part us now.

Make of our lives one life,
Day after day, one life.
Now it begins, now we start:
One hand, one heart.
Even death won't part us now.

1961 film lyrics

TONY
Make of our hands one hand,
Make of our hearts one heart,
Make of our vows one last vow:
Only death will part us now.

MARIA
Make of our lives one life,
Day after day, one life.

BOTH
Now it begins, now we start:
One hand, one heart.
Even death won't part us now.

Make of our lives one life,
Day after day, one life.
Now it begins, now we start:
One hand, one heart.
Even death won't part us now.

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

Tonight (Quintet)

1957 broadway lyrics

JETS
The Jets are gonna have their day
Tonight.

SHARKS
The Sharks are gonna have their way
Tonight.

JETS
The Puerto Ricans grumble: "Fair fight."
But if they start a rumble,
We'll rumble 'em right.

SHARKS
We're gonna hand 'em a surprise
Tonight.

JETS
We're gonna cut 'em down to size
Tonight.

SHARKS
We said, "O.K., no rumpus,
No tricks."
But just in case they jump us,
We're ready to mix
Tonight!

ALL
We're gonna rock it tonight,
We're gonna jazz it up and have us a ball.
They're gonna get it tonight.
The more they turn it on the harder they'll fall.

JETS
Well, they began it!

SHARKS
Well, they began it!

ALL
And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all,
Tonight!

ANITA
Anita's gonna get her kicks
Tonight.
We'll have our private little mix
Tonight.
He'll walk in hot and tired,
So what?
Don't matter if he's tired,
As long as he's hot
Tonight.

TONY
Tonight, tonight,
Won't be just any night,
Tonight there will be no morning star.
Tonight, tonight,
I'll see my love tonight.
And for us, stars will stop where they are.

Today
The minutes seem like hours,
The hours go so slowly,
And still the sky is light.
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night.

RIFF
(To Tony) I'm counting on you to be there
Tonight.
When Diesel wins it fair and square
Tonight.
That Puerto Rican punk'll
Go down.
And when he's hollered "Uncle"
We'll tear up the town!

(RIFF, TONY, and MARIA sing simultaneously)

MARIA
Tonight, tonight
Won't be just any night,
Tonight there will be no morning star.

RIFF
So I can count on you, boy?

TONY
All right.

RIFF
We're gonna have us a ball.

TONY
All right.

RIFF
Womb to tomb!

TONY
Sperm to worm!

RIFF
I'll see you there about eight.

TONY
Tonight . . .

BERNARDO AND SHARKS
We're gonna rock it tonight!

ANITA
Tonight . ..

(JETS, SHARKS, MARIA, TONY, and ANITA sing simultaneously)

BERNARDO AND SHARKS
We're gonna rock it tonight!
They're gonna get it tonight.
They began it, they began it,
They began it.
We'll stop 'em once and for all.
The Sharks are gonna have their way,
The Sharks are gonna have their day,
We're gonna rock it tonight,

ANITA
Tonight, tonight,
Late tonight,
We're gonna mix it tonight.
Anita's gonna have her day,
Anita's gonna have her day,
Bernardo's gonna have his way
Tonight, tonight,
Tonight, this very night,
We're gonna rock it tonight,

RIFF AND JETS
We're gonna jazz it tonight!
Tonight!
They began it,
And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all!
The Jets are gonna have their way,
The Jets are gonna have their day,
We're gonna rock it tonight,

MARIA
Tonight, tonight, I'll see my love tonight.
And for us, stars will stop where they are.

MARIA AND TONY
Today the minutes seem like hours.
The hours go so slowly,
And still the sky is light.
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night,

ALL
Tonight!

1961 film lyrics

JETS
The jets are gonna have their day
Tonight.
The Jets are gonna have their way
Tonight.
The Puerto Ricans grumble,
"Fair fight."
But if they start a rumble,
We'll rumble 'em right.

SHARKS
We're gonna hand 'em a surprise
Tonight.
We're gonna cut 'em down to size
Tonight.
We said, "Okay, no rumpus,
No tricks."
But just in case they jump us,
We're ready to mix
Tonight!

JETS
We're gonna rock it tonight,
We're gonna jazz it up and have us
A ball.

SHARKS
They're gonna get it tonight;
The more they turn it on, the
Harder they'll fall!

JETS
Well, they began it --

SHARKS
Well, they began it --

BOTH GANGS
And we're the ones to stop 'em
Once and for all.
Tonight!

ANITA
Anita's gonna get her kicks
Tonight.
We'll have our private little mix
Tonight.
He'll walk in hot and tired,
Poor dear.
Don't matter if he's tired,
As long as he's here
Tonight!

TONY
Tonight, tonight
Won't be just any night
Tonight there will be no morning star.
Tonight, tonight
I'll see my love tonight,
And for us, stars will stop
Where they are.

MARIA
Today
The minutes seem like hours,
The hours go so slowly,
And still the sky is light . . .
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night!

(During the remainder of the number, Tony and Maria will be heard singing together a reprise of the chorus they have just sung individually.)

JETS
The Jets are comin' out on top
Tonight.
We're gonna watch Bernardo drop
Tonight!
That Puerto Rican punk'll
Go down
And when he's hollered Uncle
We'll tear up the town!

RIFF (to Ice)
We'll be in back of you, boy.

ICE
Right!

RIFF
You're gonna flatten him good.

ICE
Right!

RIFF
(with proper punch)
ONE, TWO, THREE.

ICE
(with proper punch)
ONE, TWO, THREE.

RIFF
And then we'll have us a ball
Tonight.

BERNARDO AND SHARKS
We're gonna jazz it tonight
They're gonna get it tonight --
Tonight.
They began it -- they began it
And we're the ones
To stop 'em once and for all!
The Sharks are gonna have their way,
The Sharks are gonna have their day,
We're gonna rock it tonight --
Tonight!

RIFF AND JETS
They began it.
They began it.
We'll stop 'em once and for all
The Jets are gonna have their day,
The Jets are gonna have their way,
We're gonna rock it tonight.
Tonight

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 

I Feel Pretty

 

1957 broadway lyrics

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright,
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.

I feel charming,
Oh, so charming,
It's alarming how charming I feel,
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there,
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running
and dancing
For joy,
For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy!

ROSALIA, CONSUELO
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock.

She thinks she's in love.
She thinks she's in Spain.
She isn't in love,
She's merely insane.

It must be the heat
Or some rare disease,
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas.

Keep away from her—
Send for Chino!
This is not the Mar—
Ia we know!

Modest and pure,
Polite and refined,
Well-bred and mature,
And out of her mind!

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty
That the city should give me its key.
A committee
Should be organized to honor me.

I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel fizzy and funny and fine,
And so pretty,
Miss America can just resign.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there!

ROSALIA, CONSUELO
What mirror where?

MARIA
Who can that attractive girl be?

ROSALIA AND CONSUELO
Which? What? Where? Whom?

MARIA
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

ALL
I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!

1961 film lyrics

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and gay,
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today.

I feel charming,
Oh, so charming,
It's alarming how charming I feel,
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there,
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running
and dancing
for joy,
For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy!

ROSALIA, CONSUELO, FRANCISCA
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock.

She thinks she's in love.
She thinks she's in Spain.
She isn't in love,
She's merely insane.

It must be the heat
Or some rare disease,
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas.

Keep away from her—
Send for Chino!
This is not the Mar—
Ia we know!

Modest and pure,
Polite and refined,
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty
That the city should give me its key.
A committee
Should be organized to honor me.

I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel fizzy and funny and fine,
And so pretty,
Miss America can just resign.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there!

ROSALIA, CONSUELO, FRANCISCA
What mirror where?

MARIA
Who can that attractive girl be?

ROSALIA, CONSUELO, FRANCISCA
Which? What? Where? Whom?

MARIA
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

ALL
I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

Somewhere

1957 broadway lyrics

A GIRL
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us, somewhere.

There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time spare,
Time to learn, time to care.

Some day,
Somewhere,
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving.
Somewhere,
Somewhere . . .

There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

1961 film lyrics

TONY
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us,
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.

MARIA
There's a time for us,
Someday a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to learn, time to care
Someday!

TONY
Somewhere
We'll find a new way of living

MARIA
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere.

TONY AND MARIA
There's a place for us,
A time a place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

Procession and Nightmare

1957 broadway lyrics

ALL
There's a place for us, there's a place for us, there's a . . .

TONY
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there

TONY AND MARIA
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

1961 film lyrics

ALL
There's a place for us, there's a place for us, there's a . . .

TONY
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there

TONY AND MARIA
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

Gee, Officer Krupke

1957 Broadway lyrics

ACTION
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke,
You gotta understand:
It's just our bringin' upke
That gets us out of hand.
Our mothers all are junkies,
Our fathers all are drunks.

ACTION AND JETS
Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!

Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset;
We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get.
We ain't no delinquents,
We're misunderstood.
Deep down inside us there is good!

ACTION
There is good!

ALL
There is good, there is good,
There is untapped good.
Like inside, the worst of us is good.

SNOWBOY
(Spoken) That's a touchin' good story.

ACTION
(Spoken) Lemme tell it to the world!

SNOWBOY
Just tell it to the judge.

ACTION
Dear kindly Judge, your Honor,
My parents treat me rough.
With all their marijuana,
They won't give me a puff.
They didn't wanna have me,
But somehow I was had.
Leapin' lizards, that's why I'm so bad!

DIESEL
(As Judge) Right!

Officer Krupke, you're really a square.
This boy don't need a judge, he needs a [sic] analyst's care!
It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed.
He's psychologically disturbed!

ACTION
I'm disturbed!

ALL
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We're the most disturbed,
Like we're psychologically disturbed.

DIESEL
(Spoken, as Judge) In the opinion on this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home.

ACTION
(Spoken) Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived.

DIESEL
So take him to a headshrinker.

ACTION (Sings)
My father is a bastard,
My ma's an S.O.B.
My grandpa's always plastered,
My grandma pushes tea.

My sister wears a mustache,
My brother wears a dress.
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!

A-RAB (As Psychiatrist)
Yes!
Officer Krupke, you're really a slob.
This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job.
Society's played him a terrible trick,
And sociologically he's sick!

ACTION
I am sick!

ALL
We are sick, we are sick,
We are sick, sick, sick,
Like we're sociologically sick!

A-RAB
In my opinion, this child don't need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease.

ACTION (spoken)
Hey, I got a social disease!

A-RAB (spoken)
So take him to a social worker!

ACTION
Dear kindly social worker,
They say go earn a buck.
Like be a soda jerker,
Which means like be a schmuck.
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm only anti-work.
Gloryosky, that's why I'm a jerk!

BABY JOHN (As Social Worker)
Eek!
Officer Krupke, you've done it again.
This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen.
It ain't just a question of misunderstood—
Deep down inside him, he's no good!

ACTION
I'm no good!

ALL
We're no good, we're no good!
We're no earthly good,
Like the best of us is no damn good!

DIESEL (As Judge)
The trouble is he's crazy.

A-RAB (As Psychiatrist)
The trouble is he drinks.

BABY JOHN (As Social Worker)
The trouble is he's lazy.

DIESEL
The trouble is he stinks.

A-RAB
The trouble is he's growing.

BABY JOHN
The trouble is he's grown.

ALL
Krupke, we got troubles of our own!

Gee, Officer Krupke,
We're down on our knees,
'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease.
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you!

1961 film lyrics

RIFF
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke,
Ya gotta understand:
It's just our bringin' upke
That gets us outta hand.
Our mothers all are junkies,
Our fathers all are drunks.

Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks.

ALL
Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset;
We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get.
We ain't no delinquents,
We're misunderstood.
Deep down inside us there is good!

RIFF
There is good!

ALL
There is good, there is good,
There is untapped good.
Like inside, the worse of us is good.

TIGER
(imitating Krupke) That's a touchin' good story.

RIFF
Lemme tell it to the world!

TIGER
(imitating Krupke) Just tell it to the Judge.

RIFF (**to Snowboy)
Dear kindly Judge, your Honor,
My parents treat me rough.
With all their marijuana,
They won't give me a puff.
They didn't wanna have me,
But somehow I was had.
Leapin' lizards, that's what I'm so bad!

SNOWBOY
(As Judge) Right!

Officer Krupke, you're really a square.
This boy don't need a judge, he needs a [sic] analyst's care!
It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed.
He's psychologically disturbed!

RIFF
I'm disturbed!

ALL
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We're the most disturbed,
Like we're psychologically disturbed.

SNOWBOY
(Spoken, as Judge) Hear ye, Her ye! In the opinion
Of this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home.

RIFF
(Spoken) Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived!

SNOWBOY
So take him to a headshrinker.

RIFF (to Action) (sings)
My Daddy beats my Mommy,
My Mommy clobbers me,
My Grandpa is a Commie,
My Grandma pushes tea.

My sister wears a mustache,
My brother wears a dress.
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!

ACTION (As Psychiatrist)
Yes!
Officer Krupke, he shouldn't be here.
This boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career.
Society's played him a terrible trick,
And sociologically he's sick!

RIFF
I am sick!

ALL
We are sick, we are sick,
We are sick, sick, sick,
Like we're sociologically sick!

ACTION
In my opinion, this child does not need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a
social disease.

RIFF (spoken)
Hey, I got a social disease!

ACTION (spoken as psychiatrist)
So take him to a social worker!

RIFF (to ARAB)(sings)
Dear kindly social worker,
They tell me get a job,
Like be a soda jerker,
Which means like be a slob.
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm only anti-work.
Gloryosky, that's why I'm a jerk!

ARAB (As Social Worker)
Eek!
Officer Krupke, you've done it again.
This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen.
It ain't just a question of misunderstood—
Deep down inside him, he's no good!

RIFF
I'm no good!

ALL
We're no good, we're no good!
We're no earthly good,
Like the best of us is no damn good!

SNOWBOY (As Social Worker)
The trouble is he's lazy.

JOYBOY (As Psychiatrist)
The trouble is he drinks

BABY JOHN (As Judge)
The trouble is he's crazy.

ARAB
The trouble is he stinks.

MOUTHPIECE
The trouble is he's growing.

ACTION
The trouble is he's grown.

ALL
Krupke, we got troubles of our own!

Gee, Officer Krupke,
We're down on our knees.
'Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease.
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

A Boy Like That / I Have A Love

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1957 Broadway Lyrics

ANITA
A boy like that who'd kill your brother,
Forget that boy and find another,
One of your own kind.
Stick to your own kind!

A boy like that will give you sorrow.
You'll meet another boy tomorrow,
One of your own kind.
Stick to your own kind!

A boy who kills cannot love,
A boy who kills has no heart.
And he's the boy who gets your love
And gets your heart!
Very smart, Maria, very smart!

A boy like that wants one thing only,
And when he's done, he'll leave you lonely.
He'll murder your love; he murdered mine.
Just wait and see,
Just wait, Maria,
Just wait and see!

MARIA
Oh, no, Anita, no,
Anita, no!
It isn't true, not for me,
It's true for you, not for me.
I hear your words,
And in my head
I know they're smart,
But my heart, Anita,
But my heart

Knows they're wrong
And my heart
Is too strong,
For I belong
To him alone, to him alone.
One thing I know:
I am his,
I don't care what he is.
I don't know why it's so,
I don't want to know!

Oh no, Anita, no, you should know better!
You were in love, or so you said.
You should know better . . .

I have a love, and it's all that I have.
Right or wrong, what else can I do?
I love him, I'm his,
And everything he is
I am, too.

I have a love, and it's all that I need,
Right or wrong, and he needs me, too.
I love him, we're one.
There's nothing to be done,
Not a thing I can do
But hold him, hold him forever,
Be with him now, tomorrow
And all of my life!

BOTH
When love comes so strong,
There is no right or wrong,
Your love is your life.

1961 film lyrics

ANITA
A boy like that who'd kill your brother,
Forget that boy and find another!
One of your own kind.
Stick to your own kind!

A boy like that will give you sorrow.
You'll meet another boy tomorrow,
One of your own kind.
Stick to you own kind!

A boy who kills cannot love,
A boy who kills has no heart.
And he's the boy who gets your love
And gets your heart!
Very smart, Maria, very smart!

A boy like that wants one thing only,
And when he's done he'll leave you lonely.
He'll murder your love; he murdered mine.
Just wait and see,
Just wait, Maria,
Just wait and see!

MARIA
Oh, no, Anita, no,
Anita, no!
It isn't true, not for me,
It's true for you, not for me,
I hear your word,
And in my head
I know they're smart
But my heart, Anita,
But my heart

Knows they're wrong.
You should no better.

You were in love, or so you said
You should know better.

I have a love, and it's all that I have
Right or wrong, what else can I do?
I love him; I'm his,
And everything he is
I am, too.

I have a love and it's all that I need,
Right or wrong, and he needs me too.
I love him, we're one;
There's nothing to be done,
Not a thing I can do
But hold him, hold him forever,
Be with him now, tomorrow
And all of the my life!

BOTH
When love comes so strong,
There is no right or wrong,
Your love is your life!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.

 
 
 

Finale

1957 Broadway lyrics

MARIA
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.

MARIA AND TONY
Hold my hand and I'll take you there,
Somehow . . .

MARIA
Some day!

1961 film lyrics

MARIA
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.

MARIA AND TONY
Hold my hand and I'll take you there,
Somehow . . .

MARIA
Some day!

Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
© 1956, 1957 Amberson Holdings LLC and Stephen Sondheim. Copyright renewed.
Leonard Bernstein Music Publishing Company LLC, Publisher.