Adam Guettel

JEWELL
Deep in the land of the hollows an' creeks,
If'n you git lost you git lost fer weeks.
Listen to the tale of a man who got lost
a hundred feet under the winter frost.

JEWELL & NELLIE
Now Floyd was a reasonin' man;
He knew what he wanted an' he had a plan.
He was jes' as smart as he was brave;
He was gonna find him the perfect cave.

NELLIE, MISS JANE & HOMER
Even Floyd knew somethin' wasn't right.
He was suff'rin' nightmares at night.

ALL
But he didn't worry 'bout what he dreamed;
Things was goin' good or so it seemed.
Went lookin' fer his fortune under the ground...

MILLER
Sure enough his fortune is what he found.

My losin' streak is over, boy! Gonna find my treasure underground!
This cavern's gonna be the biggest attraction roun' these parts,
an' this time folks are gonna pay me to tour her wonders!
They'll be tearin' up the mountain. They'll be campin' in the snow!

If I follow that sound,
I could find what I'm lookin' fer.
It could be glory callin',
callin' me.
Callin',
"Come on, boy!
You kin do it now.
You kin have what you dream on."
Callin',
An' comin' back, an' comin' clear;
Callin' is what I hear.
No more plowin' a hardscrabble field;
I jes' know,
I jes' know it's my lucky day!

All righty, all righty. In we go.

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 fam'ly type of thing to do.
Balloons! Postcards!
Great Sand cave lanterns... and rope?
or somethin'; I dunno.
You got yer magical passageways;
You got yer squeezes an' 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.
Doh... (Doh...)
Oh...
There's a kind of awe
you cain't catch in a photograph.
S'like a giant jaw, it's callin' me.
Callin',
"Come on, boy!
You kin 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,
an' 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 kin nap under apple trees,
Put up your feet
instead of kickin' my ass!
Oh, Papa!
Your son's a bi'nessman man now!
A so-an'-so!
A muck-a-muck!
A real wheeler-dealer!
Gonna do the fam'ly proud.
My kingdom is open!
It will amaze and astound.
From all 'cross Kentucky,
they'll come to see what I found.
I always knew
that there'd be somethin' in the stars
fer me.
The stars could be so fine...
Doh
Oh ee oh (Doh
Oh ee oh)
ee oh oh (ee oh oh)
Gonna follow that sound!
Gonna find what I'm lookin' fer.
That's my glory callin;
It's callin' me.
Callin',
"Come on, boy!
You kin do it now.
You kin have what you dream on."
Glory,
Oo an' comin' clear;
Glory is what I hear.
No more plowin' a hardscrabble field;
I jes' know,
I jes' know it's my lucky day.
We're so close!

Floyd's a fine boy. He takes after his Pa--
Stubborn as a mule!

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!

Holy... This is it!

Doh-oh (Doh-oh)
Doh-oh (Doh-oh)
Doh-oh oh de doh (Doh-oh oh de doh)
Doh-oh oh de doh (Doh-oh oh de doh)
Doh-oh doh doh ee (Doh-oh doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
No oo (No oo)
Doh-oh do do ee (Doh-oh do do ee)
Doh-oh oh de oh (Doh-oh oh de oh)
Oh yo doh doh ee (Oh yo doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
Doh-oh do do ee (Doh-oh do do ee)
Doh-oh oh de oh (Doh-oh oh de oh)
Oh yo doh doh ee (Oh yo doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
Doh-oh do do ee (Doh-oh do do ee)

Doh-oh oh de oh (Doh-oh oh de oh)
Oh yo doh doh ee (Oh yo doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
Doh-oh do do ee (Doh-oh do do ee)
Doh-oh oh de oh (Oh yo doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
Doh-oh do do ee (Doh-oh do do ee)
Doh-oh oh de oh (Doh-oh oh de oh)
Oh yo doh doh ee (Oh yo doh doh ee)
No oo (No oo)
No oo (No oo)
No oo (No oo)
No (No)
There ain't never been another man in here...
No Indians, no thrill seekers,
no damn crazy cavin' fools!
Nobody, nothin' till I found 'er.
God showed her to me first!
Floyd...
I'm a-callin';
I'm a-callin'! (I'm a callin')

Wonder what she looks like...
maybe a hundred twenty feet high,
sixty feet wide,
two hundred fifty feet long,
best I can picture it.
Ah...
Curvin' back and around so slow,
so big, it moves
when you try to take it all in,
if you try to see it all.
When you think it's gettin' closer,
s'gettin' further away,
grindin' down deeper underneath.
Looks wet,
ev'ry wall looks wet,
meltin' with a snow made a' cream...
Shinin' ev'rywhere with tiny diamonds.
Shine the lantern
an' git all the colors of the world
comin' back,
all the colors of the world.
Ah...
'T aint wet though,
no more than a bone.
Guess it jes' remember
when there was ariver goin' through
centuries ago,
back when there was dinosaurs
an' there was Adam and Eve.
Things happen
an' folks forgit,
but the rain soaks it up
and collects it here;
No tellin' what's on these walls,
layerin' on slow
like a stone history book,
with a couple of sentences 'bout me.

MISS JANE
When times is hard to endure,
An' the world feels a wilderness,
The times is fer makin' family.
'Tis a wintry wind to be sure,
An' when it won't quit blowin,'
The times is fer goin' home.
An' as one sweet soul to another,
You an' I are a lullaby to each other.
Hush, my darlin';
Hush-a-bye angel.
I'm aside you heart an' hand.

LEE
Ain't much bacon in the pan
or coffee in the pot.
Runnin' real low on firewood,
But we sure as hell have us some family.
Craziest bunch of fools was ever begot,
But thar ain't no figurin' what the Lord plans,
An' I don't want no other man's home.

BOTH
An' as one sweet soul to another,
A fam'ly tries to sing lullabies to each other.
Hush, my darlin';
Hush-a-bye, angel.
I'm aside you heart an' hand.
Right aside you I will stand;
I will stand heart an' hand.