Some folks dream of the wonders theyll doBefore their time on this planet is throughSome just dont have anything plannedThey hide their hopes and their heads in the sand.Now I dont say who is wrong, who is rightBut if by chance you are here for the nightThen all I need is an hour or twoTo tell the tale of a dreamer like you.We all dream a lotsome are lucky, some are notBut if you think it, want it, dream it, then its realYou are what you feelBut all that I say can be told another wayIn the story of a boy whose dream came trueAnd he could be you.

Way way back many centuries agoNot long after the Bible beganJacob lived in the land of CanaanA fine example of a family manJacob. Jacob and sonsDepended on farming to earn their keepJacob. Jacob and sonsSpent all of his days in the fields with sheep

Reuben was the eldest of the children of IsraelWith Simeon and Levi the next in lineNapthali and Isaachar with Asher and DanZebulun and Gad took the total to nineJacob. Jacob and sonsBenjamin and Judah, which leaves only oneJacob. Jacob and sonsJoseph-- Jacob's favourite sonJacob. Jacob and sonsJacob. Jacob and sonsJacob. Jacob and sonsJacob, Jacob, JacobJacob and sons

Josephs CoatJacob wanted to show the world he loved his sonTo make it clear that Joseph was the special oneSo Jacob bought his son a coatA multi-colored coat to wear

Joseph's coat was elegantThe cut was fineThe tasteful style was theUltimate in good designAnd this is why it caught the eyeA king would stop and stare

And when Joseph tried it onHe knew his sheepskin days were gone

Such a dazzling coat of many coloursHow he loved his coat of many colours

In a class above the restIt even went well with his vestSuch a stunning coat of many coloursHow he loved his coat of many coloursIt was red and yellow and green andBrown and blue

Joseph's brothers weren'tToo pleased with what they saw

We had never liked himAll that much beforeAnd now this coatHas got our goatWe feel life is unfair

And when Joseph graced the sceneHis bothers turned a shade of greenHis astounding clothing took the biscuitQuite the smoothest person in the district

I look handsome, I look smartI am a walking work of artSuch a dazzling coat of many coloursHow I love my coat of many colours

It was red and yellow and green and brownAnd purple and white and pink and orangeAnd blue

I dreamed that in the fields one day at corn collecting time. Your eleven sheaves of corn all turned and bowed to mine. My sheaf was quite a sight to see, a golden sheaf and tall. Yours were green and second rate and really rather small!I dreamed I saw eleven stars, the sun, the moon the sky. Bowing down before my star it made me wonder why. Could it be that I was born for higher things than you? A post in someones government , a ministry or two.

The dreams of our dear brother are the decades biggest yawn. His talk of stars and golden sheaves is just a load of corn. Not only is he tactless, but hes also rather dim. Cos theres eleven of us and theres only one of him.The dreams of course will not come true.That is, we think they wont come true..That is, we hope they wont come true.WHAT IF HES RIGHT ALL ALONG??The dreams are more than crystal clear, the writing on the wall. It means that Joseph someday soon will rise above us all. The accuracy of the dreams we brothers do not know, but one thing we are sure about, the dreamer has to go!

One More Angel in HeavenFather we've something to tell you, a story of our time. A tragic but inspiring tale, of manhood in its prime. You know you had a dozen sons?Well now that's, not quite true. But feel no sorrow, do not grieve, he would not want you to.

There's one more Angel in Heaven, there's one more star in the sky.Joseph we'll never forget you. It's tough but we're gonna get by.

There's one less place at our table. There's one more tear in my eye.But Joseph the things that you stood for, like truth and light never die

Potiphar had very few cares.He was one of Egypts millionaires.Having made a fortune buying sharesIn pyramids.Potiphar had made a huge pile.Owned a large percentage of the Nile.Meant that he could really live in styleAnd he did.Joseph was an unimportantSlave who found he liked his master,Consequently worked much harder,Even with devotion.Potiphar could see that JosephWas a cut above the averageMade him leader of the household,Maximum promotion.

Potiphar was cool and so fine,But his wife would never tow the line.It's all there in chapter thirty-nine ofGenesis.She was beautiful but evil.Saw a lot of men against his will.He would have to tell herThat she still was his.

Joseph's looks and handsome figureHad attracted her attentionEv'ry morning she would beckon"Come and lie with me, love."Joseph wanted to resist her'Till one day she proved too eager.Joseph cried in vain,"Please stop! I don't believe in free love!"

Potiphar was counting shekelsIn his den below the bedroomWhen he heard a mighty rumpusClattering above him.Suddenly he knew his richesCouldn't buy him what he wantedGold would never make him happyIf she didn't love him.

Close Every DoorClose every door to meHide all the world from meBar all the windowsand shut out the lightDo what you want with meHate me and laugh at medarken my daytimeand torture my nightIf my life were important IWould ask will I live or dieBut I know the answersLie far from this world

Close every door to meKeep those I love from meChildren of Israel are never aloneFor I know I shall findmy own peace of mindfor I have been promisedA land of my own

(Choir)Close every door to meHide All the world from meBar all the windowsand shut out the light

La x 40(Joseph)Just give me a numberInstead of my nameforget all about meand let me decay

I do not matterI'm only one personDestroy me completelyThen throw me awayIf my life were important IWould ask will I live or dieBut I know the answersLie far from this world

Close every door to meKeep those I love from meChildren of IsraelAre never aloneFor we know we shall findOur own piece of mindFor we have been promisedA land of our own

Go Go Go Joseph you know what they say.Hang on now Joseph youll make it one day.Sha la la Joseph, youre doing fineYou and your dreamcoat ahead of your time.Go Go Go Joseph you know what they say.Hang on now Joseph youll make it one day.Sha la la Joseph, youre doing fineYou and your dreamcoat ahead of your time.Go Go Go Joseph you know what they say.Hang on now Joseph youll make it one day.Sha la la Joseph, youre doing fineYou and your dreamcoat ahead of your time.

Pharaohs Dream ExplainedSeven years of bumper crops are on their wayYears of plenty endless wheat and tons of hayYour farms will boom there wont be roomTo store the surplus food you growAfter that the future doesnt look so brightEgypts luck will change completely overnightAnd famines hand will stalk the lnadWith food an all time lowNoble king there is no doubtWhat your dream is all aboutAll these things you saw in your pyjamasAre a long range forecast for your farmersAnd Im sure its crossed your mindWhat it is you have to findFind a man to lead you through the famineWith a flair for economic planningBut who this man would be I just dont know(Who this man would be I just dont know)Who this man would be I just dont know(Who this man would be)I just dont know(Who this man would be)I just dont knowThe Brothers come to EgyptSo back in Canaan the future looked roughJacob's family were finding it toughFor the famine has caught us unpreparedWe are thinWe are illWe are getting scaredIt's enough to make anyone weepWe are down to our very last sheepWe will starve if we hang around hereBut in Egypt there's food going spareThey've got corn They've got meatThey've got fruit and drinksAnd if we have the timeWe could see the SphinxSo they finally decided to goOff to Egypt to see brother JoeSo they all lay before Joseph's feetMighty prince, give us something to eatJoseph found it a strainNot to laugh becauseNot a brother among themKnew who he wasI shall now take them all for a rideAfter all they have tried fratricideGrovel, GrovelHow do I know where you come from?You could be spiesTelling me that you are hungry.That could be liesHow do I know who you are?Why do you think I should help you?Would you help me?Why on earth should I believe you?I've no guaranteeGrovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fallWorship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawlWe are just eleven brothersGood men and trueThough we know we count for nothingWhen up next to youHonesty's our middle nameLife is slowly ebbing from usHope's almost goneIt's getting very hard to see usFrom sideways onGrovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fallWorship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawlI rather like the way you're talkingAstute and sincereSuddenly your tragic storyIt gets me right hereThis is what we hoped he'd say All this tugging at my heartstringsSeems quite justifiedI shall give you what you came forAnd lots more besideGrovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fallWorship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawlThank you, thank you, cringe, bow, stoop, fallWorship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawlJoseph handed them sackloads of foodAnd they groveled in base gratitudeThen unseen, Joseph nipped out around the backAnd planted a cup in young Benjamin's sackWhen the brothers were ready to goJoseph turned to them allWith a terrible stare and saidNo No No No No

Is it Reuben?No!Is it Simeon?No!Is it Napthali?No!Is it Dan?No!Is it Asher?No!Is it Isaachar?No!Is it Levi?No!Is it Zebulun?No!Is it Gad?No!Is it Judah?No!Is it Benjamin?Yes, yes, yes!

Oh no - not heHow you can accuse him is a mysterySave him - take meBenjamin is straighter than the tall palm treeI hear the steel drums sing their songThey're singing man you know you've got it wrongI hear the voice of the yellow birdWhispering to me this is quite absurdOh, yes - its trueBenjamin is straighter than the big bambooNo ifs - No butsBenjamin is honest as coconutsSure as the tide wash the golden sandBenjamin is an innocent manSure as bananas need the sunWe are the criminal guilty onesOh no - not heHow you can accuse him is a mysterySave him - take meBenjamin is straighter than the tall palm treeSure as the tide wash the golden sandBenjamin is an innocent manSure as bananas need the sunWe are the criminal guilty onesOh no - not he How you can accuse him is a mysterySave him - take me Benjamin is straighter than the tall palm treeOh no - not he How you can accuse him is a mysterySave him - take me La la la la la la la la etc

Can't you recognize my face? Is it hard to seeThat Joseph who you thought was dead, your brotherIt's meJoseph, Joseph, is it really true?Joseph, Joseph, is it really you?Scene 18Track 18Any Dream will DoI closed my eyes, drew back the curtainTo see for certain what I thought I knewFar far away, someone was weepingBut the world was sleepingAny dream will doI wore my coat, with golden liningBright colors shining, wonderful and newAnd in the east, the dawn was breakingAnd the world was wakingAny dream will doA crash of drums, a flash of lightMy golden coat flew out of sightThe colors faded into darknessI was left aloneMay I return to the beginningThe light is dimming, and the dream is tooThe world and I, we are still waitingStill hesitatingAny dream will do