Parade

Song TitleCharacters#

The Old Red Hills of Home

Dialogue #1

The Dream of Atlanta

How Can I Call This Home?

The Picture House

What Am I Waiting for?

I Am Trying to Remember

Dialogue #2

There is a Fountain/It Dont

Lullaby

Dialogue #3

Something Aint Right

Real Big News

You Dont Know This Man

Dialogue #4

Hammer of Justice

Twenty Miles from Marietta

The Factory Girls/Come Up In

Minola McKnights Testimony

My Child Will Forgive Me

Thats What He Said

Its Hard to Speak My Heart

Closing Statement/Cakewalk

A Rumblin and a Rollin

Do it Alone

Pretty Music

The Glory

This is Not Over Yet

Minnie McKnights (Reprise)

Feel the Rain Fall

Where Will You Stand When the Flood Comes?

All the Wasted Time

Abduction and Hanging

Shma/Finale

The Old Red Hills of Home

YOUNG SOLDIERFarewell, my LilaIll write every eveningIve carved our namesIn the trunk of this treeFarewell, my LilaI miss you alreadyAnd dream of the dayWhen Ill hold you againIn a home safe from fearWhen the Southland is free

I go to fight for these old red hills behind meThese old red hills of homeI go to fight for these old hills remind meOf a way of life thats pureOf the truth that must endureIn a town called MariettaIn the old red hills of home

Pray on this day as I journey beyond themThese old red hills of homeLet all the blood of the North spill upon themTill theyve paid for what theyve wroughtTaken back the lies theyve taughtAnd theres peace in MariettaAnd were safe again in GeorgiaIn the land where honour lives and breathesThe old red hills of home

OLD SOLDIERLook there, my LilaThey call me to tell itThe lives that we ledWhen the Southland was free

We gave our lives for the old hills of GeorgiaThe old red hills of homeNot much survives of the old hills of GeorgiaBut I close my eyes and hearAll the treasures we held dear

The rushing of the ChattahoochieThe rustling in the windAnd Mama in the kitchen singinAnd me and Lila swinging in a tree

TOWNSPEOPLEThe tall pines and the red clayThe blue skies and the dogwood treesA man can grow his cottonAnd his crops

OLD SOLDIER & TOWNSPEOPLEOh I hear it calling, calling

TOWNSPEOPLEStill!

OLD SOLDIERAnd I would gladly giveMy good right leg again, again!

TOWNSPEOPLEAgain!God bless the sightOf the red hills of GeorgiaThe old red hills of homeKneel down toPraise those whod fightFor the old hills of GeorgiaFor those proud and valiant menWell sing Dixie once againFor the men of MariettaFor the brothers of Cobb CountyFor the fathers of AtlantaFor the patriarchsWho gave everything for GeorgiaAnd the old red hills of home

Dialogue #1

LUCILLELeo!

LEOWhat?

LUCILLEAre you goin to work?

LEOOf course

LUCILLEOh. I thought that

LEOWhat?

LUCILLEWell, I was hopin we could go and have a picnic in Piedmont Park this afternoon

LEOWhat?

LUCILLEDid you forget? Today is Confederate Memorial Day

LEOConfederate Memorial Day is asinine. Why would anyone want to celebrate losing a war?

LUCILLEI guess thats what I get for marryin a Yankee

LEOYou dropped a pin

LUCILLEMinnie will get it when she cleans up. I was just sure today would be a day off

LEONot for the superintendent

LUCILLESuperintendent! Honestly, the way you slave yourself down there, a persond think you owned that old pencil factory

LEODont be such a meshuggench!

LUCILLEWhy do you use words like that?

LEOBecause theyre Jewish words and Im Jewish

LUCILLEWell, I am too, but it doesnt mean I have to speak a foreign language

LEOI cannot understand how God created you people Jewish and Southern at the same time

LUCILLEWell, Confederate Memorial Day is a holiday in this part of the world whether you like it or not. May I plan a picnic for the Fourth of July, or will you be working then, too?

LEOLucille, weve gone through all this. I work hard because I am trying to build us up enough of a nest egg so we can Well, you know what I mean

LUCILLEProcreate. Its not a dirty word, Leo. Its all over the Bible. So we can procreate

LEOIll be home for dinner

LUCILLEAre you blushing? I swear, I think you are

LEOYou dropped another pin

The Dream of Atlanta

TOWNSPEOPLEEver more lives the dream of AtlantaEver more her eternal prideStrong and sure is the dream of AtlantaWhen her brothers are unifiedAnd the sound of her voice is clearerWhen her people are proud and freeNot a star to the sky could be nearerThan my heart is, Atlanta, to thee!

How Can I Call This Home?

SLATONToday we honour those who honoured us some fifty years ago. Those who gave life and limb for Georgia and suffered unimaginable degradation, but never defeat. The men of Georgia, and the women of Georgia have never been defeated

LEOI go to bed at nightHoping when I wakeThis will all be goneLike it was just a dreamAnd Ill be home againBack again in BrooklynBack with people who look like I doAnd talk like I doAnd think like I doBut thenThe sun rises in Atlanta again

SALTONThey have risen from the ashes of war with honour and courage and strength

LEOThese people make me tenseI live in fear theyll start a conversationThese people make no senseThey talk and I just stare and shut my mouthIts like a foreign landI didnt understandThat being Southerns not just being in the SouthWhen I look out on all thisHow can I call this home?

SLATONI am proud to be a Georgian on this day

LEOThese men belong in zoos

TOWNSPEOPLEExcuse me! Sorry! Get your souvenirs!Watch your step sir!

LEOIts like theyve never joined civilization

TOWNSPEOPLEWheres the fella with the beer!Mamma that man pushed me!Lucinda! Hey now, fella!

LEOThe Jews are not like JewsI thought that Jews were JewsBut I was wrong

TOWNSPEOPLEYou got balloons? I want one!Settle down I never in my lifeIll take a beer!That Slatons handsome

LEOI thought I would be fineBut four years down the lineWith every word its very clearI dont belong

TOWNSPEOPLELa, la, la in the land o cotton

LEOI dont cuss, I dont droolSo how can I call this home?

SLATONProud that our state is growing and building

LEOHome calls, and Im free of the Southern breezeFree of magnolia trees and endless sunshineEvermore lives the dream of AtlantaBut not mine!Not mine!

TOWNSPEOPLEWe stand togetherIn this great state of Georgia

LEOA Yankee with a college educationWho by his own designIs trapped inside the landThat time forgot

TOWNSPEOPLEStrong and proud

LEOIm trapped inside this lifeAnd trapped beside a wifeWho would prefer that I said Howdy not ShalomWell Im sorry LucilleBut I feel what I feelAnd this place is surrealSo how can I call this home!

The Picture House

FRANKIEWell hey sunshine

MARYSunshine? Looks like rain to me

FRANKIENot in here it dont

MARYWhy Frankie Epps, quit that, you hear?

FRANKIEWhat? I aint doin anything!Im gonna go to the picture showTheres a movie Ive got to seeYou know the one, called The Silver GunWell, I been watchin since Chapter ThreeI cant wait, its at eightAnd I was wonderin if youre free

MARYGo on, go on, go on, go onYou know my mamad never let me till I turn sixteenGo on, go on, go on, go onBesides I only go to pictures that I havent seen

FRANKIEWell when do you turn sixteen

MARYTwo years from next June

FRANKIEToo bad about your mama

MARYToo bad for you

FRANKIEI know a spot near McConnachs lotWhere you can see the parade real clearI got a book, you wanna take a look?Its called The Thief and the BrigadierI got gum, you want some?

MARYI havent chewed gum for a year!

FRANKIEGo on, go on, go on, go onI bet your mamad let me take you to the picture show

MARYGo on, go on, go on, go onI guess you werent really listening when I said No!Why not ask Lola StoverHer mama lets her do whatever she wants

FRANKIEI was hoping I could go with you

MARYGo on ask out Lola Stover her mama lets her see whoever she wants

FRANKIEWell, maybe I will

MARYI hope you do

FRANKIEWhere you goin?

MARYTo the factory, I didnt get my pay this week

FRANKIEOkay, Ill see you around

MARYAt the picture show

FRANKIEWhat? I thought your mama wouldnt let you

MARYShe will with Essie and Betty-Jean. Just not with you

FRANKIEBye sunshine!De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, deGo on, go on, go on, go onWell, Lola! You goin to the pictures tonight?

What Am I Waiting for?

TOWNSPEOPLEStrong and sure is the dream of AtlantaWhere her brothers are unified

LEOTwenty-eight bottles of capsAt four dollars the grossThis is wrong, this is wrongI can fix this, waitNine more boxes in backTwenty-eight minus nineAnd then thirty-one girls on the line

LUCILLESuit and a tieTerribly quietQuiet a well-paid positionGo on LucilleBring him his coffee

LEOTimes six, one eighty-sixDivide seven sixtyGod, all the noise, and on Yontiff yetFour cents a girl for the weekAt ten cents an hour

LUCILLEStraight from New York, Lucille!Isnt he smart, Lucille!Mama, hes comin around todayMama, hes at the doorMama, I dont know what I should sayWell what are you waitin for Lucille?What am I waiting for?

LEOThis is wrong, this is wrong, its an eight, not a six

LUCILLEHouse and a maidTwo sets of ChinaEverything I was wishinNew winter coatReal ermine collarWho would have known Lucille?Married so well Lucille?

How can he want me, so plain, so prim?How can he be so sure?Dont I wish I could be sure like him?Like Leo?

LEOYes Lucille, I am building a life for us

LUCILLEFor Leo?

LEONo Lucille, we cannot have a picnic

LUCILLEDidnt my wishes come true for meThe day he walked through the door?Isnt he all that I knew hed be?Brilliant and filled with humilityLoyal and stable as any tree?So why do I wait for more?What am I waiting for?

LEOTwenty-three cartons of leadsAt two-sixty the grossThis is wrong, this is wrongI can fix this

MARYHey

LEOYes?

MARYI came for my pay

LEOName?

MARYMary Phagan

I Am Trying to Remember

NEWT LEEI am tryin to rememberI was checkin round the factoryAnd I went into the basementDown the stairs into the basementAnd I shine my light around hereIn the corners and the ceilingAnd Im bout to check the washroomAnd my light, it kinda catchesOn the pile of rags in the middle of the room

LEOOh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

DETECTIVE STARNESDo you know who this is, Mr. Frank?

LEOOh my God! Its the little girl I paid yesterdayShe came up to my office

NEWT LEEI aint seen no pile o rags there beforeSo I go over and I kick itAnd I shine down my light and LordLord, aint no pile of rags at all:

LEOWho did it? Do you know who did it yet?

NEWT LEEThis small white bodyWith her tongue stickin outThis pretty little childWith her eyes wide open

LEOOh no. You dont think it was my night watch-man. Newt? Newt Lee? You think it was Newt?

NEWT LEESo I ran to the phoneAnd I called Mr. FrankBut the phone kept ringinSo I called yall to help meMr. Frank, he didnt answerAnd thats all I can remember

LEOOh God! Oh my God! You think I you think thats absurd! Its preposterous. I didnt even know this child. I only remembered her name because she was in my office yesterday

MRS PHAGANScuse me

ROOKIE POLICEMANYes, maam?

MRS PHAGANIm hopin you can help me

ROOKIE POLICEMANYes, maam

MRS PHAGANWell, my daughter didnt come home last night

ROOKIE POLICEMANCan I have your name please, maam?

Dialogue #2

LEOWhats this?

GUARDYour dinner

LEOYou expect me to eat this? I have had nothing in my stomach since last night. Not even coffee. For your information, I am under a physicians care. I have an extremely delicate stomach. I am required to eat regular meals at regular times and I do not eat grease. This is all grease. Take it away. Bring me an apple and some coffee

GUARDUh-huh. Got you some company, Leo

LUCILLELeo

LEOWhat?

LUCILLEHow are you?

LEOHow do you think?

LUCILLEWell, I brought you some clean clothes

LEOI wont be needing them

LUCILLEBetter safe than sorry

LEOSafe? You think Im safe? Are you out of your mind? Do you have eyes in your head? Look at me! I have never committed an illegal act in all my life and here I am locked up in a jail house, Lucille! Look where they expect me to go to the toilet! Did you see that plate of pig fat and corn bread I was supposed to eat? Do you have any idea of what spending the night here would be like?

LUCILLEI just wanted you to be comfortable

LEOWell Im not. Im not comfortable and Im not safe and Im mighty sorry

LUCILLELeo

LEOGo on home, Lucille!

There is a Fountain/It Dont

MOURNERSThere is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuels veinsAnd sinners plunged beneath that floodLose all their guilty stainsLose all their guilty stainsLose all their guilty stainsAnd sinners plunged beneath that floodLose all their guilty stains

CRAIGThe simple white coffin was carried by three of Marys cousins and three of her young friends

MOURNERSThe dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his dayAnd there may I, though vile as heWash all my sins away

CRAIG (OVERLAPPING)Several more friends volunteered to serve as pall-bearers, but they were deemed too small to shoulder the burden. Recent heavy rains made the North Georgia red clay soil glow, as Mary Phagan, just two months shy of fourteen, was laid to her final rest

FRANKIEGod forgive me what I thinkGod forgive me what I wish right now

CRAIGWell, you mustve known Mary pretty well

FRANKIEYes, sir, I did

CRAIGThen this must be a mighty hard day for you

FRANKIEDid you ever hear her laugh?When she laughed, you swore youd never cry againDid you ever see her smile?Her smile was like a glass of lemonadeAnd she said funny thingsAnd she wore pretty dressesAnd she liked to see the pictures at the VFW HallAnd she loved ridin swingsAnd she liked cotton candyBut I think she liked the pictures best of all

No, it dont make sense to meThat she wont be aroundNo, it dont make sense to meTo put her in the cold and lonely groundAnd no, it dont make senseThe way the world can let you fallI swear it dont make sense to me at all

MOURNERSDear dying lambThy precious bloodShall never lose its power

GIRLShe had two crooked teeth

KIDShe had cuts on her fingers

SECOND GIRLShe worked next to me last summer

THIRD GIRLOnce a week we used to play

SECOND GIRLAnd she knew how to read

GIRLShe would smile at the foreman

CHILDRENAnd I cant believe they took my friend away

MOURNERS & CHILDRENNo, it dont make sense to meThat she will be thereNo, it dont make sense to me

FRANKIEWhen she laughed, you swore youd never cry again

A MOTHERShe loved when I tied ribbons in her hair

ALLAnd no, it dont make senseThe way the sun can still burn downNo, it dont make sense to me

FRANKIEGod forgive me what I think

CRAIGTell me, son, you got any idea who it was?

FRANKIEGod forgive me what I wish right nowI dont know the cowards nameI dont know the bastards faceBut I swear right now to GodHe aint never gonna get away with what he done to MaryLet him quiver in his bootsLet him run until he bleedsI wont rest until I knowHes burning in the ragin fires of Hell forevermore

MOURNERSThere is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuels veins

FRANKIEGod forgive me what I thinkGod forgive me what I wish right now

MOURNERS (OVERLAPPING)And sinners plunged beneath that floodLose all their guilty stains

Lullaby

Dialogue #3

SLATONUgly business, Hughie

DORSEYSure is, Jack. I mean, Governor Slaton

SLATONKnow who theyre gonna blame

DORSEYWell certainly not you, Governor

SLATONDamn right me and you and everybody else holdin public office, better get to the bottom of this

DORSEYWell, theyre holdin two suspects over yonder at the Fulton Tower

SLATONGood, convict one of em

DORSEYIll get you what you want. Yall have a nice day now

WATSONSleep, sleep, little angelFear not the sound of drumsSleep, sleep, little angelNever you cry, justice is nighSoon Armageddon comes

DORSEYWell, hey, Newt! How you feelin this morning?

NEWT LEEAll right, thank ya, sir

DORSEYDid they give you your coffee yet?

NEWT LEENo sir

DORSEYWell, hells bells! Take mine. I believe you have somethin to say to me, Newt. It was an accident, wasnt it? It was really her fault. She looked right at you and she smiled. You were standin so close and she smelled so sweet. You are a man, Newt, after all, a red-blooded man and so am I and so is Ivey and we all know what it feels like to be right up next to a sweet-smellin girl, near enough to feel that hot breath on your face

NEWT LEEI am the resurrection and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. I am the resurrection and the life: he that believeth in me

DORSEY[Simultaneously with Newt]I been there, Newt. Its part of bein a man. You had to touch her, didnt you? You had to smell that skin. I know, I understand. You could tell how much she wanted it. You can tell me, Newt! You helped her slide down her drawers! Ah, let him go. Hangin another Nigra aint enough this time. We gotta do better. Get him out of here!

Something Aint Right

DORSEYIt was Leo Frank murdered that little girl!

STARNESYou sure about that?

DORSEYJesus Christ on a stick! Of course, Im sureIts in his handsSee how he rubs em both togetherLike hes tryin to get em clean?Its in his eyesWonder why he stares at the floorAnd wont look you straight in the face?Somethin aint rightI can tell, somethin aint rightI can see it in his eyes, boys

IVEYBut we got no evidence

DORSEYYou want evidence?Look at those clothes and that big fancy talk!You want evidence?Look at him sweatin from every poreCant you see him just standin thereWatchin that little girl bleed?He smells of itHe stinks of itWhat more do you need?

STARNESAn eyewitness wouldnt be bad

DORSEYThats right. So get the hell outta here and go find one!

Real Big News

CRAIGBig news! My saviour has arrivedMy intuitions never been so strongBig news! My career has been revivedAll I needed was some snippy, pissy Yankee all alongTake this superstitious city, add one little Jew from BrooklynPlus a college education and a mousy little wifeAnd big news! Real big news!That poor sucker saved my lifeSo give im fangs, give im hornsGive im scaly, hairy palmsHave im droolin out the corner of his mouthHes a master of disguiseCheck those bug-out, creepy eyesSure, that fellas here to rape the whole damned southTheyll be bangin down my doorYellin, More, Craig! More!Call for justice! We need justiceBeat the bastard!Kill the bum!Big news! Real big news!My saviour has finally come!

GUARDLeo, you ole dog! You really knock up this little high school girl in Lithonia like it says here? Shes sure got herself a sweet pair of knockers least in the picture there

LEOI wouldnt know

GUARDAnything you say, nooky hound. Lawyers here to see you

ROSSERHidey there, Leo! Luther Rosser

LEOYoure not my lawyer

ROSSERNot yet

LEOWheres Nathan Rosenblatt?

ROSSERHes the one sent me

LEOWhy isnt he here?

ROSSERCause he knows Ill represent you better. A drunk shouldnt defend another drunk. A Jew shouldnt defend another Jew. Makes sense, dont it? Can you see without those specs?

LEONo!

ROSSERGet rid of em anyway

LEOWhy?

ROSSERBecause you look like a goddamn chicken hawk blinkin at me behind those things. And that hair. Who cut it? An undertaker? Problem is you dont look a lot like a real person, Leo. No wonder everybody thinks you tore into that little girl

LEONow just a minute

ROSSERYou wanna walk outta here?

LEOOf course

ROSSERThen act more like a good ole boy

LEOBe specific

ROSSEROkay. Dont say things like specific. How long you been married?

LEOTwo years

ROSSERMmm. No kids. Too bad. She pregnant?

LEOOf course not

ROSSERWhat do you mean of course not? You got a pecker, dont you? Maybe I can arrange you a conjugal visit and you can get somethin goin

LEOThats none of your business

ROSSEREverything you do is my business. You piss, puke, fart or spit nickels, I wanna know about it. Leo. Leo. God, I wish your name was Billy or Jimmy Jo or somethin like that. You dont happen to have a nickname, do you?

LEOYes. Nooky hound

CRAIGAccording to reports obtainedExclusively by this reporterProsecutor Dorsey has the villain in his sightsA highly-ranking unnamed sourceIn this investigation tells meLeo Franks the onlyLikely culprit in this caseAnyone with any informationOn the suspect, Leo FrankShould contact this reporterCare of the Atlanta Georgian

MANI saw this little kidSaid, Look what Leo did!And then she run and hid

CRAIGGo on, go on, go on, go on now!

PRETTY GIRLHe sat down next to meHis hand went on my kneeI had to shake it free

REPORTERSGo on, go on, go on, go on now

A MANI say it isnt fairI saw his books, I swearThat mans a millionaireWOMANHe likes em young and smallGot naked pictures allPinned to his office wall

REPORTERSGo on, go on now

DORSEYJim Conley, your job here at the factory is sweeper, that right?

CONLEYI prefer clearing supervisor if you dont mind

DORSEYCleaning supervisor, then. Now tell me, Jim, did you notice anything unusual about Mr. Frank?

CONLEYHe done himself like this all the time

DORSEYUnh hunh. Anything else?

CONLEYWell, let me think

DORSEYDid you ever see him bring any of the factory girls into his private office?

CONLEYGirls in his office?

RILEYHe has a Kid you know

Knocked up someStudent, so

He paid toMake her goI know itYesI seen itYesI know itYesI seen itYes

RILEY & GROUP #1I know itYesI seen itYesI know itYesI seen itYesMAN

My brotherSays he knows

WhereverLeo goes

He carriesMarys clothesI know itYesI seen itYesI know itYes I seen it

MAN & GROUP #2YesI know itYesI seen itYesI know itYesI seen itPSYCHIATRIST

Ive watched himFor a while

Behind thatCreepy smile

The classicPaedophileI know itYesI seen itYesI know itYes

I seen itYesI know itYesI seen itYesI know itYes, I REPORTERSOoh

OohOoh

OohOoh

OohOohGo onGo onGo onGo onGo onGo on

Go onGo onGo onGo onGo onGo onGo onGo on now

ROSSERWere gonna hafta get some of your mamas recipes for the ladies page long as they aint too Yankee-fied or peculiar. Potato salad thats always a good one. Jews do eat potato salad, dont they?

LEOMay I be honest with you?

ROSSERYou gotta be

LEOI dont like you. In fact, I dislike you intensely

ROSSERYou know, Im getting a feeling about you, Leo. And when I get a feeling, I work up a strategy. And when I work up a strategy I win. Every goddamn time. You dont like me? Fine. I dont like you either but I swear to God and Jesus and everybody else that Im gonna win this case and send you home

LEOYoure growing on me

CRAIGLook! You just scribble it downAnd it covers the townLike molasses or mudLook! For us drunken ol bumsOpportunity comesIn a magical floodLook! You might never be sureIf your motives are pureBut your profits are clearLook! You were down and depressedNow youre ridin the crestOf the scoop of the year

CONLEYGirls in his office?

DORSEYJim, I got a piece of paper here says you spent a little time on the chain gang

CONLEYThats right?

DORSEYTwice, according to this. Drunk and disorderly behaviour

CONLEYWell, I tend to over-celebrate holidays

DORSEYAnd the second time it says here you were out with the road gang and you just up and disappeared

CONLEYWell, you know, my term was just about up

DORSEYReally? I think you had a few more months to serve. You know what that makes you, dont you?

CONLEYLucky

DORSEYI was going to say an escaped convict. Now, what should we do about that?

CONLEYWhat was that you asked me about Mr. Frank?

REPORTERS GROUP #1AccordinTo reports

ObtainedExclusively byThis reporterMister Leo FrankHas been indictedOn the charge Of murderProsecutorDorsey states theTrial will beginIn theAtlanta CountyCourthouse onlyOne month from today

Missus FrankThe suspects wifeHas still not spokenTo reportersWhats the wordFrom Missus Frank?Whats the wordFrom Missus Frank?Missus Frank!Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

REPORTERS GROUP #2Extra!

Extra!

Leo FrankIndicted!Trial set for aMonth from nowProsecutorDorsey willTry the case himselfHe saysLuther Rosser willRepresent MisterFrank in the fightOf his lifeDorsey promisesSurprise witnessesAnd a quickFinish! Missus FrankThe suspects wifeHas still not spokenTo reportersWhats the wordFrom Missus Frank?Whats the wordFrom Missus Frank?

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!COMPANY

Extra!

Extra!

Leo FrankIndicted!Trial set for aMonth from nowProsecutorDorsey willTry the case himselfHe saysLuther Rosser willRepresent MisterFrank in the fightOf his lifeDorsey promisesSurprise witnessesAnd a quickFinish! Missus FrankThe suspects wifeHas still not spokenTo reportersWhats the wordFrom Missus Frank?Whats theWord fromMissus Frank?

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

Missus Frank!

You Dont Know This Man

LUCILLEYou dont know this manYou dont know a thingYou come here with these horrifying storiesThese contemptible conceitsAnd you say you understandHow a mans heart beatsAnd you dont know a thing

You dont know this manYou dont even tryWhen a man writes his mother every SundayPays his bills before theyre dueWorks so hard to feed his familyTheres your murderer for youAnd you stand here spitting wordsThat you know arent true

Then you dont know this manI dont think you couldYou dont have the right to knowA man that wise and goodHe is a decent manHe is an honest manAnd you dont knowAnd you never willNot from me, not from anyone who knows himNot a morsel, not a crumb, not a clue

Dialogue #4

LEODid you pay the bill to Jacobs Drug Store this month?

LUCILLEIt just came yesterday

LEOWe dont want people thinking we cant pay our bills

LUCILLEIll tend to it this evening

LEODont forget

LUCILLEI put a jar of watermelon pickles in with your dinner

LEOAnd did the life insurance bill come? It shouldve by now

LUCILLENo, not yet

LEOWell, pay it the second it comes. Im sure theyre just looking for a chance to drop us

LUCILLELeo, I think Im going to visit Aunt Miriam in Savannah

LEOI see. When?

LUCILLEIm not sure. A week or two

LEOWell, just be back when the trial starts

LUCILLEThats why Im going, Leo

LEOWhat?

LUCILLEThe trial. I dont think I can stand it

LEOWell you have to stand it! How will it look if you run out of town?

LUCILLEI dont want everybody staring at me when they say those awful things about you in the courtroom

LEOThats absurd. Its all just a bunch of lies and nonsense. Anyway, theyll be staring at me, not you

LUCILLEAnd the mother of that poor little girl! I dont want to see her

LEOI dont like the way youre talking

LUCILLEIm just telling you how I feel, Leo

LEOYou have to be there

LUCILLEIll be here tomorrow with your dinner

LEOLucille!

LUCILLEWhat is it?

LEOYou have to be there!

Hammer of Justice

WATSONWhos gonna stop the risin river?Wholl stop the lies from being told?Who will fight for the people of Georgia?Whos gonna swing for the hammer of justice?

Whos gonna be the last one standing?Wholl keep the past from gettin sold?Who will stand with the people of Georgia?Whos gonna swing the hammer of justice?

My children want to knowMy children have been cryinFor a saviour who will rise within this landMy people want to knowThey ask me, Wheres the man to take a standAnd raise his hand?So!

CROWDWho?

WATSONWhos gonna smile the smilin devils?

CROWDWho?

WATSONWhos gonna cut the puppets string?

CROWDWho?

WATSONWho will restore this angels honour?Whos gonna swing?

CROWDGonna swingGonna swing that hammer?

WATSONThe hammer of justice!

ROSSERMorning Leo. You look fine

LEODo I?

ROSSERRemember all Dorsey has is circumstantial evidence. Buck upWheres your better half?

LEOI wish I knew

WATSON & CROWDWhos gonna stop our borders leakin?Whos gonna keep the refuse out?Whos gonna soothe our babies shriekin?Whos gonna swing that hammer?

Whos gonna fight the vile villain?Who will defy the gravest doubt?Whos gonna stop the Jew from killin?Whos gonna swing that hammer?

JUDGE ROANAll rise

WATSONThe people have a rightA right to be defendedFrom the insults of the beasts whove raped and liesBut who will shine the lightAnd give us back our dignity and pride?

JUDGE ROANBow your heads, please. I call upon the Lord to bless this court proceeding, bless all those who are involved and keep us in your ways, Amen

CROWDAmen

JUDGE ROANGet on with it, Mr. Dorsey

Twenty Miles from Marietta

DORSEYYour Honour, Gentlemen of the Jury, and good people of GeorgiaThere is a farmhouse in MariettaKinda battered and forlornAnd in that farmhouse, fourteen years agoA girl named Mary was bornAnd she would dance in fields of cottonShe had a tree where she could playBut when her Daddy died, two years agoMary and her mama moved awayIts only twenty miles from MariettaTo a factory in the centre of this townAnd twenty miles was all it tookTo strike that sweet girl down

People of Atlanta fought for freedom to their gravesAnd now their city is a factory and their children are its slavedPeople of Atlanta swing their city gates wideAnd look at what youve wrought

DORSEYSo, Frankie, you say you rode downtown with Mary on the English Avenue streetcar?

FRANKIEYes sir, mornin of the Memorial Day Parade

DORSEYAnd can you tell us what happened?

FRANKIEWell, she got up to go and she looked funny, and I said Somethin wrong, Mary?

MARYMr. Frank

FRANKIEMr. Frank what?

MARYLooks at me

FRANKIELooks at you? Everybody looks at you

MARYNot like Mr. Frank

FRANKIEWhat does he do?

MARYHe calls my nameI turn my headHe got no words to sayHis eyes get bigMy face gets redAnd I want to run awayAnd he looksAnd I waitAnd he smiles

FRANKIEAnd that was the last time I ever saw herI wish Id-a come over there and broke your damn face

ROSSERIm fraid I got to object here. I

WATSONProof! It is proofThat the Lord has set before us

The Factory Girls/Come Up In

DORSEYIola Stover, will you describe for the court Mr. Leo Franks manner in the factory?

IOLAHell call my name, Ill turn my headHe got no words to sayHis eyes get big, my face gets redAnd I want to run away

IOLAIll feel his breath

Back of my neck

His hand againstMyChair

Ill punch the clock

Pick up my checkIt seemsLike hes alwaysThere

Im in the hall

And then hes there

He passesMuch tooClose

I change my clothes

Put up my hairESSIE

Hell call my name

Ill turn my head

He got noWords toSay

His eyes get big

My face gets redAnd I want toRun away

Im in the hall

And then hes there

He passesHe passesMuch tooClose

I change my clothes

Put up my hairMONTEEN

Hell call my name

Ill turn my head

He got noWords, he got noWords to say

His eyes get big

My face gets red

And I want to runAway

Im in the lounge

I turn around

He passesMuch tooClose

I eat my lunch

I hear a sound

IOLA, ESSIE & MONTEENAnd somehow, Im sure he knowsAnd I turnAnd he smilesAnd he says

LEOWhy dontcha come up to my office?Got a couple o things you might like to seeWhy dontcha come up to my officeBout two-fifteen til a quarter to three?If you could maybe swing by, honeyWell, you know itd be okay with meIf you came, if you came, if you cameIf you came to my office

Why dontcha come up to my office?I got a bottle o wine and the cork aint poppedWhy dontcha come up to my officeWhere its nice and cool when the blinds are dropped?If you could maybe swing by, honeyWell pretend that bad ol clock has stoppedIf you came, if you came, if you cameIf you came to my office?

I know this new dance that theyre doin in ManhattanIll get you dancin like you never done beforeAnd Ill give you things that they sent me from ManhattanAnd if you like, well, I got moreHell, I got more!

Come on and come up to my officeI got a fine fried chicken and biscuits for two!Come on and come up to my officeWe got lots of things that we both can doJust take a break and swing by, honeyNo one has to know but me and youThat you came, that you cameThat you came, that you cameWhen you came, when you cameWhen you came, when you cameIf you came, if you came, if you came, if you cameSo come on

Come on!Come on!Come on!Come on!

Why dontcha come up and come on and come up to myWhy dontcha come up and come on and come up to myWhy dontcha come up and come on and come up?Come on and come up?Come on and come up?Come on and come up?Come up and come on!

GIRLSHe calls my nameI turn my headHe got no words to sayHis eyes get bigMy face gets redAnd I want to run awayAnd he looksAnd I wait

IOLAAnd he smiles

LEOShes lying!

ROSSERSit down, Leo. And shut up. Im not just sittin on my ass here. Im workin out a strategyWere gonna be fine

LEOTell me!

ROSSERWhen its time, I will

LEOSomebody told them to say all that. They were coached. They were coached

Minnie McKnights Testimony

WATSONThe children speak the truthThe children call for vengeanceFor the innocence we never can replace

MINNIEMy name is Minola McKnight

WATSONThe children speak the truthThe sodomite is laughin in your face

MINNIEI been lookin after Miss Lucille and her husband since they married. Been three years las November

DORSEYGood. Now, Minnie, were you at work on April 26th? Memorial Day?

MINNIEYes

DORSEYAnd what transpired happened that day?

MINNIEMr. Frank, he come home for his dinner at oneHe come runnin in and he look funny

DORSEYFunny in what way?

MINNIEHis eyes poppin out and his face turnin redAnd he jump up and leave fore I put his dessert on the tableCoconut cake, too his favourite

LUCILLENo! Thats not true. Thats not true, Minnie!

JUDGE ROANOrder! Order in the courtroom

DORSEYAnything else strike you as peculiar that day?

ROSSERObjection. Leadin the witness

JUDGE ROANObjection sustained

DORSEYAnything else out of the ordinary occur?

MINNIEWell, then the next mornin I see Miss LucilleShe look like she aint had a minute o restShe says that Mr. Frank made her sleep on the floorAnd that she aint allowed in the bed anymore

LEOThat isnt how it happened

ROSSERShh. Ill take care of it

DORSEYThank you, Minnie, thatll be all

LEOShame! Shame on you, Minnie

ROSSERHush up, Leo! Let me handle this!

DORSEYMrs. Phagan, can you describe for us, please maam, the outfit your daughter Mary wore to town last Memorial Day?

MRS PHAGANYes, sir, I can. It was her Easter Sunday outfit the little lavender cotton pongee dress I made her, white stockings and her party shoes

DORSEYWould these be the clothes?

My Child Will Forgive Me

DORSEYThis befouled and filthy rag used to be a dress

MRS PHAGANMy child will forgive meFor raisin her poorAnd for takin her out of the schoolMy child will forgive meFor not doin moreTo protect her from menWho are cruelAnd my child will forgive meFor closin my eyesTo the dangers of growing too fast

My child will forgive meWith tears in her eyesWhen were reunited at lastMy child will be safeIn the arms of the LordAnd as pure as the day of her birthMy child will be coziedAnd blessed and adoredAs she never could beDORSEYThe dress a proud and happy little girl wore tochurch on Easter Sunday. This cloth thatwas found around Marys throat wastorn from her underclothing and placed overher mouth for a gag while Leo Frank tiptoed back to his office for the cord with which to strangle her.When she did not yield to his listthat was not that of other men, he struck her.They say he had no marks on his person sheHad no time to inflict marks! Ladies and gentlemen

Mrs. Phagan, isnt it true that you lostyour husband two years ago? Andbecause of that you lost your farm? Andyou and Mary moved to Atlanta? Andyou had to take your baby out of schooland put her to work at the NationalPencil Company. She shoulda been insixth grade! She shoulda been playinwith her friends!

MRS PHAGANHere on earthAnd my child will be watchin meGivin me faithIn a future thats golden and newMy Mary will teach meTo open my heartAnd so I forgive you, Jew

DORSEYThats all, your honour

JUDGE ROANYou may step down, Maam

DORSEYBring in Jim Conley!

Thats What He Said

SOLOISTS

Watch out!

Jim Conley?

Lord, nothingNiggerLook a this

Whats he gonnaSay?

Look!

NowWait a minute

No damn goodWhosThis?

Hes askin him aQuestionSaySOLOISTSLemme see

WhosJim?Wait a minute

Watch out!Whats he gonnaSay?

Watch out!

Jimmy!

Hes noGood

Whats he doin?

Whats he gonnaSay?GROUP #1

Whats heGonna say?

Why they gonnaCall thatMan?

Whats heGotta say about?

Oh!Will yaLook a that?Puttin on airs

Slick

As an onionWhats he gonnaDo?Whats he gonnaSay?GROUP #2

Whats heGonna say?

Why they gonnaCall that

Man?Whats he gottaSay about?

Oh!Will yaLook a that?

Puttin on airs

Slick as anOnion!Whats he gonnaDo?

Whats he gonna say?

CONLEYHe tol me to watch the doorWatch the door thats what he saidThats what he said: I should make sureNo one came an interruptedWell, Id say once or twice a monthHed tell me, Jim, you watch the doorI got a lady comin. I got a lady cominLike I said, once or twice a monthThered be a lady come to callAnd hed say, Jim, you watch the doorThats what he said

And once, I remember it was two ladies. Another time, there was a black gentleman, I believe he said he was from Chicago

ROSSERObjection!

JUDGE ROANMr. Dorsey, will you instruct your witness to answer only the questions put to him?

DORSEYJim, do you understand the man?

CONLEYYes, sir

DORSEYAll right, then. Jim, will you tell us about the mornin of April 26th?

CONLEYThe day of the paradeHe tol me to watch the doorWatch the door thats what he saidThats what he said: I got a girlShell be comin up to see meShes a very pretty girlHe said Dont let me catch you lookin atMiss Mary Perkins

Thats what he called her, I thinkMiss Mary PerkinsSo when this Mary came to callI kept my eyes down to the floorCause Mr. Frank said not to lookThats what he said

Well, next thing, Mr. Frank is yellin somethin, so I run upstairs, and I open the doorand Mr. Frank looks up

He said, We were playin a game!Playin a game! Thats what he saidThats what he said, an little MarysKinda crumpled in the cornerHe said, You dont understandShe didnt want to play the gameAn so I went and hit herYou see, I had to hit her!He tol me I should go an lookHe said shes actin like shes sickAn I said, Lord, that child is dead!Thats what I saidAnd he said, No, no!It aint my fault that girl is dead!He said, No, no!Thats what he said

CROWDThats what he said!

CONLEYHe said, No! No!And his eyes were wild and his face was redHe said, No!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYThats what he said!

CROWDThats what he said, thats what he What he said, he said thats Thats what he said!

CONLEYHe said, Gotta get her out Lets get her out!Thats what he said

CROWDThats what he said!

CONLEYAnd so I found meThis ol gunny sackAnd wrapped herHe said Youre a good boy, Jim! I know you wont tell no one nothin Heres a hundred dollars!

CROWDNo! It cant be true!

CONLEYI got a hundred dollars

CROWDGod! What can we do?

CONLEYAnd so I put her on my backWe took the elevator downHe said, Jus throw her on the ground!Thats what he said

CROWDThats what he said

CONLEYYes, he said, No!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYThere aint no reason I should hang!He said, No!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYThats what he said!

CROWDThats what he said!

CONLEYHe said, No!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDNo!

CONLEYThere aint no reason I should hangYou got money in yo pocketAn theres plenty more o that I got wealthy friends an familyAn a wife whos dumb and fatAn I got rich folks out in BrooklynIf I need somewhere to goAn these stupid rednecks never gonna know!

CROWDHang im!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDHang im!

CONLEYIt aint my fault that girl is dead!

CROWDHang the Jew!

CONLEYHe said, No!

CROWDHang im!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDHang im!

CONLEYThats what he said!

CROWDMake im pay!

CONLEYHe said, No!

CROWDGet im!

CONLEYNo!

CROWDNow!

CONLEYAn his eyes were wildAn his face was redHe said, No!

CONLEYNoCROWD

Hang im!

Hang im!Hang im!YeahHang theKillerKill im!LEO

No!

CONLEYCROWDJew!Kill im!Hang im!Get im!Yes!Make himPay!Bastard!Yeah!Take imDown!Kill im!Get im!Nail im!Now!LEOFIDDLIN JOHNPeople ofAtlanta

RaiseYourVoices!Raise yourVoicesHigh!RANDY

People ofAtlanta

Raise yourVoicesHighFor Mary!

CROWDHang im!Hang im!

Hang im!Hang im!

Hang im!Hang im!Hang im!FIDDLIN JOHN, FRANKIE, RANDY & LIZZIE

High!

High!Hang im!

ROSSERObjection! Goddammit, objection!

JUDGE ROANWatch your mouth, sir! As you are well aware, the laws of the state of Georgia do not allow the defendant in a murder trial to testify in his own behalf, but said defendant is allowed to make a statement. Does your client wish to make such a statement at this time, Mr. Rosser?

LEONo

ROSSERYes, your honour, he does

LEOWhat?

ROSSERThis is it. Get up on there

LEOIm not prepared

ROSSERI know. Thats my strategy

JUDGEProceed

Its Hard to Speak My Heart

LEOIts hard to speak my heartIm not a man who bares his soulI let the moment pass me byI stay where I am in controlI hide behind my workSafe and sure of what to sayI know I must seem hardI know I must seem cold

I never touched that girlYou think Id hurt a child yet?Id hardly seen her face beforeI swear, I swore, wed barely metThese people try to scare youWith things Ive never saidI know it makes no senseI swear I dont know why

You see me as I am, you cant believe Id lieYou cant believe Id do these deedsA little man whos scared and blindToo lost to find the words he needsI never touched that childGod! I never raised my handI stand before you nowIncredibly afraidI pray you understand

JUDGE ROANMr. Rosser

ROSSERGentlemen. I have just taken the biggest gamble of my entire career. I forced Leo Frank to speak to you without warning. I did not coach him or rehearse him. Why would I do such a dangerous thing? Because I knew you would recognize the simon-pure truth when you heard it. Gentlemenlook Leo Frank in the eye. Look hard. Dont be afraid of what you seeBecause it is the truth and Leo Frank is innocent

JUDGE ROANMr. Dorsey

Closing Statement/Cakewalk

COMPANYGod bless this dayIn the old hills of GeorgiaThe old red hills of homeAll sinners payIn the old hills of GeorgiaLet us finish whats begunAnd let Jesus will be done

DORSEY (OVERLAPPING)This angel met her end on the concrete floor of the sweatshop where she toiled away her childhood fastening erasers to pencil caps for ten pennies an hour. She died a noble death without a splotch or blemish upon her. Your Honour, Ive done my duty. I have no apologies to make. There will be but one verdict: Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!

JUDGE ROANGentlemen of the Jury, have you reached a verdict?

FOREMANYes we have, your Honour

JUDGE ROANHow say you?

FOREMANGuilty!

JUDGE ROANSo say you all?

FOREMANYes, your honour

JUDGE ROANPoll the jury, Bailiff

FOREMANGuilty

JUROR #1Guilty

JUROR #2Guilty

JUROR #3Guilty

JUROR #4Guilty

JUROR #5Guilty

JUROR #6Guilty

JUROR #7Guilty

A Rumblin and a Rollin

RILEYYou hear a rumblin and a rollin?Its comin down from the NorthIts comin up through the groundAnd its a funny ol soundCause its a rumblin and a rollin

ANGELAAnd I bet I know whySee em on the trainSee em on the busThey never cares much about folks like us

RILEYBut now theyre gonna pay attentionSure they gonna ask why? Why? Why?

ANGELAThey gonna say I dont know what, I dont know how!

RILEY & ANGELAWell, theyre gonna find out nowTheyre gonna pay attention

RILEYTheyre gonna yell, Set that man free!

NEWT LEEWell, they sure aint talkin bout me

RILEY, ANGELA & NEWT LEENow theres a rumblin and a rollinHere comes the Yankee brigade

NEWT LEEThey gonna come through this townWe better keep our heads down

RILEY & NEWT LEEWe better start mumblin and a shufflin

RILEY, ANGELA & NEWT LEEWe better polish our smiles

CONLEYOld black Joe at your serviceWont do nothin thatll make you nervousWont do nothin worth a look or a mention

RILEY, ANGELA, NEWT LEE & CONLEYAnd they wont never pay attention!

CONLEYTheyll never say, My, my, my!

RILEYThey gonna say, Bring me my boots!

ANGELABring me my tea!

NEWT LEEI betcha thought the slaved were free

ANGELAMr. Frank, good for youLotta folks comin to get you throughMr. Frank, aint that grand?Lotta folks comin to take a standMr. Frank, knock on woodAint gonna do you no goddamn good

CONLEYI can tell you this, as a matter of factThat the local hotels wouldnt be so packedIf a little black girl had gotten attacked

RILEY, ANGELA & NEWT LEEGo on, go on, go on, go on

RILEYThey comin, they comin now, yes sirree

NEWT LEECause a white man gonna get hung, you see

RILEY, NEWT LEE & CONLEYTheres a black man swingin in every tree

RILEY, ANGELA, NEWT LEE & CONLEYBut they dont never pay attention

ANGELAOh, no

CONLEYHell!

RILEY, ANGELA, NEWT LEE & CONLEYThey never say, Why? Why? Why?

RILEYBut if a Yankee boy flies

CONLEYSurprise!

RILEY & ANGELASurprise!

NEWT LEESurprise!

RILEY, ANGELA, NEWT LEE & CONLEYThey gonna pay attentionThey gonna yell Set that man free!

CONLEYDe, de, de, de, de, de, deDe, de, de, deDe, de, de, de, de, de, deDe, de, de, de

CONLEYDe

Yeah

Therell be aRumblin

Yeah

Therell be aRumblin

Yeah

Therell be aRumblinNEWT LEE

Theres gonna beA rumblin andRollin

Theres gonna beA rumblin and Rollin

RILEYOh therell be aRumblin and aRollinYeahYeah

Therell be a Rumblin and aRollinYeah

Therell be a Rumblin and aRollinYeah

Therell be a Rumblin and aRollinYeahANGELAOh therell be a Rumblin and aRollinYeah

Therell be a Rumblin and aRollin

Therell be a Rumblin and aRollin

Theres gonna beRumblin and aRollin

Theres gonna beA rumblin and aRollin

Do it Alone

LUCILLEOf course, Leo. Youre right. Like you always areDo it alone, Leo do it all by yourselfYoure the only one who matters after allDo it alone, Leo why should it bother me?Im just good for standing in the shadowsAnd staring at the walls, LeoFight them, strong and proudPray your voice is loudLoud enough to make it through that doorWhat on earth have I been worried for?Soon I wont be worries anymore

LEOWhy are you doing this?

LUCILLENo, do it alone, Leo now theres the right idea:Make me feel as useless as you always haveDo it alone, Leo what could a woman do?After all, so many people I love youTheyre dancing in the streets, LeoOnly you know howTo change the future nowNo one knows the pain youre going throughNo one else is suffering but you

I could be a quiet little girlAnd cook your little mealAnd swallow all I feelAnd bow to your commandOr I could start to screamAcross the whole damned southAnd never shut my mouthUntil they understand

But I cant do it alone, LeoLook at me now, LeoI can be moreI can bring you home, LeoWe can bring you home, LeoI want you to come home

Pretty Music

SLATONDont ya think thats pretty music?Those fellas sure can playThis beat was really made for dancinYes, maam, thats pretty musicI could dance the night awayYou can hear that songs so sweet and trueBut truth to tell, not half as sweet as you

Dont you think thats pretty music?This song sure makes you smileShame you dont visit here more oftenYes, maam, thats pretty musicJust listen for a whileIf your feet dont follow your commandsJust put yourself in ol Jack Slatons hands

Thats it! Thats right!I found myself a partner who knows my styleThats it! Thats right!A beautiful lady to dance awhileSeems you know what I needIll even take your leadWere dancin, yes indeedWere so light on our feet, we could dance for miles

So dontcha stop that pretty musicSure makes me feel aliveIf I can dance with your todayWho cares what all those folks will say?Your husbands fine, its trueBut Im the lucky guy who gets to dance with youSo turn an ankle and let the music play

The Glory

JUDGE ROANSun on your backNeck turnin pinkWorld movin slow, so you know what you thinkNothin but lines and a bait hook to trouble the water

DORSEYMaybe I should pay Jack a visit

JUDGE ROANChange isnt badBut change should go slowOne change aboveCan shift ten things belowKnow when to stopOr you find yourself choppinDown old trees that still growThe old ways we all knowThe old rules, the old daysThe glory

These old eyes can still seThese old hands remind meThe old life, the old timesThe glory

Know what the boys at the Capitol City Club been talkin about?

DORSEYFraid the Capitol City Clubs a little out of my league Judge

JUDGE ROANTheyre talking about who to back in the race for Governor

DORSEYI see

JUDGE ROANJust talk so far. But how the Frank business plays itself out

DORSEYAnd if Jack Slaton runs true to form

JUDGE ROANWhen you step into a nest of hornetsSomeones gonna get stungBetter to let Nature take its courseIf you standin there atop the ladderHangin on the top rungYou wont ever feel the rivers forceBut the people down belowSense the turnin of the tideThey want someone in commandWhos uniquely qualifiedTo defend them, protect themRestore their respect and their pride

DORSEYCounter the slackTemper the speed

JUDGE ROANFollow the currents and watch where they lead

JUDGE ROAN & DORSEYCatch what is missinAnd learn how to listenTo old souls that still cryOld blood that wont dry

JUDGE ROANThe old fight, the old scoreThe new chance to fight for

JUDGE ROAN & DORSEYThe glory! The glory!The glory!

DORSEYSun on your backNeck turnin pinkWorld movin slow so you know what you think

This is Not Over Yet

LEOIt means cancel all your partiesForget your big paradeIt means the crowds will not be cheeringSo despite what youve been hearingYou can lay down your spade

It means my mother can stop cryingMy Rabbis eulogy can waitIt means that Dorsey can stop beamingAnd my cousin can stop dreamingOf his portion of my estate

It means, no! This isnt over!No, the dates not setNo, I wont wake up tomorrowDrowning in my sweat

It means Ive got the greatest partnerAny man can getIt means Ill never, ever, everUnderestimate that womanCause this is not over yet

Tell my uncle not to worryTell the reaper not to hurryMake the hangman stop his drummingCause Im coming into town to win the daySomehow I havent, with my schemingScrewed things up beyond redeemingAnd were finally on our wayAnd no, this isnt overHell, its just begunHail the resurrection ofThe Souths least favourite sonIt means I made a vow for betterTwo is better than oneIt means the journey ahead might get shorterI might reach the end of my ropeBut suddenly, loud as a mortarThere is hope!

LEOFinally hopeAnd no, this isntOverNo, we arent through

No, theres still a million thingsThat you and I can doAnd I wouldNever have believed itThe things I see in youLUCILLEYes, Leo, there isHopeNo, this isntOverWe are finally on ourWay

I will speak for youLeoThe things I see in you

LEOIt means a man who isnt guiltyDoesnt have to walk the plankIt means the gallows still are vacantAnd weve got my wife to thankIt means

LEO & LUCILLEYou shouldnt underestimateLucille and Leo FrankCause this is not over yet

LUCILLEYou see? You see?

LEOYes, I see

LUCILLESee how I did what I promised?

LEOYes, dear, its wonderfulListen, now listen, Lucille

Tell him to talkTo those factory girls

Make sure he gets the truthLUCILLEIts just like I said to you

Yes, Im listening

Talk to those factory girlsMake sure he gets the truth

Minnie McKnights (Reprise)

LUCILLELeo, its just like you said

LEODarling, its wonderful

LUCILLELeo, I still cant believe

LEOYes, and I know it, but

LEOListen, we both have toHurryThe Govnor will not beIn office foreverGo to the factory andFind Newt Lee

Make sure heTells theTruthLUCILLELeo, were doing itLook, I am hurrying

I wasnt born yesterday

Tell him toFind NewtLeo, IStill cant believe it

LEOI knowHurry

LUCILLEI knowMake sure he tells the truth

MINNIEI done told the truth, Mr. Frank, he say go get his shoes, so I go yonder in the bedroom and I see a pillow and sheets on the floor, just like I said in the courthouse

LUCILLEThats not all you said, Minnie?

MINNIEI aint said none but the Gods honest truth

LUCILLEYou said I told you Mr. Frank made me sleep on the floor

SLATONYoure not gonna get in any more trouble, Minnie. Just tell us what happened

MINNIEThe men take me down to the jailhouse and thenMr. Dorsey keeps askin me over and overHe write sumpin down and he tells me to sign itAnd what else was I supposed to do, Ms. Lucille?

SLATONThank you, Minnie

MINNIEIm sorry I done it, but what else was I supposed to do?

LEONo, this isnt over!Not while I have youNot while every dream we hadIs somehow coming trueI mean its past all comprehendingLUCILLENo, this isnt overIts exactly what I hopedI will speak for youLeo!Look what I can do

LEOLook what you can doGod, I was such a stupid foolTo think Id do it all without youBut this is not over

Feel the Rain Fall

CONLEYYeah!Hey yeah!

I hear the thunder rollinIts behind that wallWe gonna roll like thunderIm gonna taste the morninAnd feel the rain fallYeahHey yeah

Im gonna rise like sunshineIf I see her turnIm gonna rise like sunshineIm gonna set down on herAnd let the sun burnYeahHey yeahCHAIN GANG BOYSYeahHey yeah

YeahYeah

Feel the rain fallYeahHey yeah

YeahYeah

Let the sun burnYeahHey yeah

GUARD #1Got you a visitor, boy

SLATONHello, Jim

CONLEYYou who I think you are?

SLATONCouple questions for you

CONLEYYou want some water? Bring Governor some water

SLATONNo thank you

CONLEYWe fixin to talk bout that mess with Mr Frank

SLATONYes

CONLEYYeah

CHAIN GANG BOYSYeah

SLATONWhen they found the body in the basement, Coroners report says there was sawdustin the mouth and the lung

CONLEYYeah

CHAIN GANG BOYSYeah

SLATONGot any idea what that means?

CONLEYYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

CHAIN GANG BOYSYeah, yeah

SLATONMeans she had to be breathin in the basement, because there isnt any sawdust on the second floor. Means she was alive when you carried her into the basement

CONLEYThen she musta come back to life, cause she was dead as last Christmas Eve when Mr. Frank showed me the body. Gonna roll like thunder

SLATONCoroners report raises questions about your story, wouldnt you say?

CONLEYThat Coroner, he the one thats blind?

SLATONThats right

CONLEYMm. Plenty o lint on the second floor. Might not a-been sawdust in that little girls mouth. Coulda been lint, and howd he know the difference? I guess lint and sawdust feel the same to a blind man

SLATONHes got forty-five years of experience

CONLEYThat so? You can try and prove that in court, I imagine. You ever been on the chain gang, governor?

SLATONNot so far

CONLEYYou ever break these rocks on the chain gang? Get yourself thinkin, Governor How you wanna have a good time! Yeah!

CHAIN GANG BOYSYeah

SLATONIm through with him

CONLEYNow Mr. Frank he had a good timeMan knows how to have a good time

CONLEYYeahYeahI got a high feverWhen I hear her callShe gonna cool my feverI gonna take that womanWe gonna ride like lightninWe gonna roll, roll, roll like thunderAnd feel the rain fallYeahHey yeahCHAIN GANG BOYSYeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!

Feel the rain fallYeahHey yeah

Where Will You Stand When the Flood Comes?

SLATONI have an announcement to make: Leo Frank is no longer a prisoner in the Fulton TowerAt five oclock this morning, he was removed to another prison location, which will not bedisclosed at this time

WATSONWill you walk with your head held high?

SLATONTwo thousand years ago, another governor washed his hands and turned a Jew over to a mob. Ever since then, that governors name has been a curse

WATSONOr move aside when theyre passin you by?

SLATONIf today another Jew went to his grave because I failed to do my duty, I would all my life find his blood on my hands

WATSONWill you run when the fires are fanned?

SLATONI have reviewed all the evidence in the case of the State of Georgia against Leo Frank, and I have decided to commute his sentence from the death penalty to imprisonment for life

WATSONAnd where will you stand when the flood comes?You have betrayed the South, John Slaton, and you will reap the consequences!

SLATONLet him go!

WATSONWill you ride by the side of GodOr will you hide in the soil and the sod?Will you fight for the soul of your land?Well, where will you stand when the flood comes?Where will you stand when the flood comes?

SLATONAll I wish now is that the people of Georgia withhold judgement until they have given calm and careful consideration to the statement I have prepared on the case. I am sure that my action has been the right one, the just one and the one all patriotic Georgians will agree with. Of course I care for the public approbation, but should I have failed to commute Frank I would have been guilty, as I see it, of murder. I can plow and hoe and live in obscurity if necessary, but I could not afford not to commute him. It was a plain case of duty as I saw it, and I believe the people will realize thatthis was my only course

WATSONWhere will you stand when the flood comes?

CRAIGCare to comment, Mr. Dorsey?

DORSEYI was not a part of the Governors decision, Mr. Craig. Im as surprised as you are

WATSON & COMPANYWill you beg for the Jews rewardOr walk with us at the side of the Lord?Put your soul in the devils hand?Well, where will you standWhen the flood comes?

WATSONWhere will you stand?

DORSEYYou wanted a conviction, Jack. I gave you a conviction

WATSONWhere will you stand?

SLATONI wanted justice, Hughie

WATSON & COMPANYWhere will you stand?

DORSEYWith you, Mr. Watson. Ill be proud to stand with you

WATSONGod bless the next Governor of Georgia!

DORSEYYes, I see through the fog and dustSo let the mob do whatever they mustSlaton jumps at the Jews command

DORSEY & WATSONWell, where will you stand when the flood comes?Where will you stand?

COMPANYWhere will you stand?

CRAIGAnd the news spread like wildfire. An angry crowd marched north on Peachtree Street toward the Governors mansion yelling, Hang the Yankee lover!

COMPANYSee them laugh when an angel diesSee them tell all their Jew-loving liesBut theyll run on the Judgement DaySomeones gonna pay when the flood comes

See the blood as a city grievesSee the stain that the Jew-money leavesTraitors wont keep the mobs at baySomeones gonna pay when the flood comes

CRAIGWindows were smashed in Jewish stores. Jacob Seligman, a clothier, was beaten and left for dead

WATSONMary, Mary, the angel childStill your name and your soulAre defiledThank God you cant hear the things they sayMRS PHAGANMary, MaryThe angelChildMy child

WATSONBut someones gonna pay!

DORSEY & WATSONSomeones gonna pay!

COMPANYSomeones gonna pay!Georgia, home of the strong and sureFight like hell for the land of the pureTeach the traitor to run away

Georgia, home of the strong and sureFight like hell for the land of the pureTeach the traitor to run away

Georgia, home of the strong and sureFight like hell for the land of the pureTeach the traitor to run awaySomeones gotta pay!Someones gotta pay when the flood comes!

All the Wasted Time

LEOWhat is all this?

LUCILLEOh, just a little picnic out in the country

LEOThe country?

LUCILLEOf course. Isnt this the softest patch of grass you ever saw? And see those flowers all over the meadow? I wonder what they are

LEOI think theyre called Black-Eyed Susans

LUCILLEBlack-Eyed Susans, of course

LEOThis is our wedding china

LUCILLENaturally. This is a momentous occasion

LEOYes. Yes it is

LUCILLEIve never seen you with a sun tan

LEOWell, Im a farm boy now. Probably the only Jewish farm boy in the South

LUCILLEIts very becoming

LEOThank you

LUCILLEYou can plant us a vegetable garden when you come home

LEOOkay

LUCILLEYou are coming home, Leo. Its only a matter of time now

LEOWell

LUCILLENo. Its goin to happen. As soon as the fuss dies down, youll be pardoned completely. Im sure of it

LEOLucille?

LUCILLEWhat?

LEOHow did I get so lucky?

LUCILLELucky? I would hardly call these last two years lucky

LEOI will never understandWhat I did to deserve youOr how to be the manThat Im supposed to beI will never understandIf I live a thousand lifetimesWhy you did the things you did for me

Just look at youHow could I not be in love with you?What kind of fool could have taken youFor granted for so long?

All the wasted timeAll the million hoursPushing you awayBuilding up my wallAll the days gone byTo glare, to pout, to push you outAnd I never knew anything at allI never knew anything at all

LUCILLEI will never understandHow all the world misjudged youWhen I have always knownHow lucky I must be

I will never understandHow I kept from going crazyJust waiting there till you came home to meNow look at meNow that youre finally here with meNow that I know I was right to waitAnd everyone else was so wrongFor so longAll the wasted time

LEOAll the wasted timeAll the million hoursYears on top of yearsStill too proud to crawlAll the days gone byTo feel that I dont satisfyAnd I never knew anything at allI never knew anything at allAll the wasted time

LUCILLEAll the wasted time

LEOAll the million hours

LEO & LUCILLELeaves too high to touchRoots too strong to fallAll the days gone byTo never show I loved you soAnd I never knew anything at all

LEOI never knew anything at all

Abduction and Hanging

LEOWhat is it?

MAN #1Youre comin with us, Mr. Frank

LEOWhat? What?

MAN #2Get up

LEOLet me put on my pants

MAN #3You dont need no pants where youre goin

OLD SOLDIERMr. Frank, do you understand why weve brought you here? Mr. Frank?

GUARDAnswer him

LEOI understand

STARNESGood. Gettin light lets hurry

OLD SOLDIERWe are fixin to carry out the verdict rendered upon you by the State of Georgia. Do you have anything to say?

LEOWhat Ive always said. I am innocent

FRANKIENow thats a damn lie

OLD SOLDIEREasy, friend. Its almost over

LEOJust a moment

IVEYWhat is it?

STARNESJesus! Times a wastin here!

OLD SOLDIERWhat is it, Mr. Frank?

LEOIm not wearing I have on no Ill be exposed when you put me up there. Please. Can I be covered?

OLD SOLDIERTake that croaker sack yonder

GUARDI sure wish we didnt have to do this

IVEYMaybe if he confesses we could you know just take him on back to prison

FRANKIENo!

OLD SOLDIERWere here to carry out the law

IVEYThats what Im sayin if hed a confessed it in the courtroom and said he was sorry and all, I believe hed a-got himself a life sentence

GUARDI believe he woulda

STARNESBuncha pansies!

FRANKIEJesus!

IVEYWell drive you back to that farm. Looked like a nice place. And you can live out your days

GUARDYou only got to say you done it. Say youre sorry

LEOI am sorry

IVEYYou see? You see?

LEOIts a tragedy that lovely little girl had to die

GUARDAnd you wish you hadnt done it, dontcha?

LEOIm afraid Ive had to give up wishing

OLD SOLDIERJust tell us, sir. Thats all we ask

LEOAll right. I will. I believe God has a plan in all this. And I believe he chose me for a reason. So all this time Ive considered and Ive pondered and Ive prayed but for the life of me I cant seem to come up with what that reason is. I do know this, though. I havent gone through the last two years just to stand here now and tell you a bald faced lie. That is not part of Gods plan for me

IVEYHe didnt do it!

STARNESShut up

OLD SOLDIERMr. Frank, for the last time, did you kill Mary Phagan?

LEOI did not

STARNESLets get this over

LEOWait!

STARNESJesus! Now what?

LEOI want my wedding ring to go to my wife

OLD SOLDIERAnything else, Mr. Frank?

Shma/Finale

LEOShma yisroel, Adonai eloheinuAdonai echodBaruch sheym kvod malchuso lolam va-ed

LUCILLELeo, oh LeoI know hell protect youAnd dont be afraidIll be fine here youll see

LEOOne dollar and twenty cents. Here you are

MARYThank you, sir

LUCILLEFarewell, my LeoYoure right here beside meYoure here by the doorAnd youre holding my armAnd youre stroking my hairAnd youre finally

MARYMr. Frank?

LEOWhat is it?

LUCILLEFree!

MARYHappy Memorial Day

FRANKIEI go to fight for these old hills behind meThe old red hills of homeI go to fight for these hills that remind meOf a way of life thats pureOf the truth that will endureIn the city of AtlantaIn the old red hills of home

COMPANYGod bless the sight of the old hills of GeorgiaThe old red hills of homePraise those whod fight for the old hills of GeorgiaFor those proud and valiant menWell sing Dixie once again

COMPANY GROUP #1For the men of MariettaFor the fathers of AtlantaCOMPANY GROUP #2For the brothers ofCobb CountyFor the patriarchs

COMPANYWho gave everything for GeorgiaAnd the old red hills of home