Eric Rockwell & Joanne Bogart Follow

Narrator:
(Spoken) The lights come up to reveal... a farm.
Beyond it, fields of golden corn stretch out to the horizon
It is Kansas in August...
Ol' Abby sits on the porch, shucking corn
She listens as, offstage, we hear the voice of Big Willy...

Big Willy:
The earth spins around like a carousel
on bright clouds of music we fly
The cattle plié in a dreamy ballet
It's normal as blueberry pie

Oh, what beautiful corn!
What beautiful, beautiful corn!
The wind whispers secrets
The field is all ears
Oh, what beautiful corn!

(Spoken) Mornin' Miss Abby!

Abby:
(Spoken) Mornin' Big Willy

Big Willy:
Farmin' the land is the life for me
It calls me and I cain't say no!
But I'd gladly forsake any shovel or rake,
I'm in love with a wonderful hoe!

Oh, what beautiful corn!
What beautiful, beautiful corn!
I've said it before and I'll say it again,
Oh, what beautiful corn!

Oh, the critters are havin' a field day
That donkey's hee-hawin' with glee
A gaggle of geese are a-gigglin'
Hush up, you hyenas, stop laughing at me!

Oh, the chipmunk is readin' the bible
Well, now there's a remarkable thought
Guess he learned it the same way a lark learns to pray
He's got to be keerfully taught!

Oh, what beautiful corn!
What beautiful, beautiful corn!
What's this in my tooth?
It's a kernel of truth
Shucks! What beautiful corn!

What beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
beautiful, beautiful corn!