Letras
And the Baker gave Jack five beans in exchange for his cow, keeping one for himself
I guess this is goodbye, old pal
You've been a perfect friend
I hate to see us part, old pal
Someday I'll buy you back
I'll see you soon again
I hope that when I do
It won't be on a plate
Magic beans!
No one would have given him more for this creature
Are we to dispel this curse through deceit?
If you know what you want
Then you go and you find it
And you get it
Home
Do we want a child or not?
And you give
And you take
And you bid
And you bargain
Or you live to regret it
Will you please go home?
There are rights and wrongs
And in-betweens
No one waits
When fortune intervenes
And maybe they're really magic
Who knows?
Why you do what you do
That's the point
All the rest of it is chatter
Look at her, she's crying
If the thing you do
Is pure in intent
If it's meant
And it's just a little bent
Does it matter?
Yes
No, what matters
Is that everyone tells tiny lies
What's important, really, is the size
Only three more tries
And we'll have our prize
When the end's in sight
You'll realize:
If the end is right
It justifies
The beans!
Stephen Sondheim
Warner Chappell Music, Inc.