The King is giving a Festival (more than life)
(I wish) I wish to go to the Festival
(More than riches) and the ball
I wish my cow would give us some milk
(More than anything) I wish we had a child (please, pal)
I want a child (squeeze, pal)
I wish to go to the Festival (I wish you could give us some milk)
I wish we might have a child, I wish
You wish to go to the Festival?
(The poor girl′s parents had died)
You, Cinderella, the Festival?
You wish to go to the Festival?
The Festival? The King's Festival?
(And now she lived with her stepmother)
(Who had two daughters of her own)
People would laugh at you
Nevertheless, I still want to go to the Festival
And dance before the prince
(All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart)
(The young lad has no father, and his mother)
(Well, she was at her wit′s end)
I wish my son were not a fool
I wish my house was not a mess
I wish the cow was full of milk
I wish the walls were full of gold
What in heaven's name are you doing with the cow inside the house?
I thought if he got nice and warm, he might produce some milk
It's a she, how many times do I have to tell you only shes can give milk?
(And then there′s a hungry little girl who always wore a red cape)
It′s not for me, it's for my granny in the woods
To bring my poor old hungry granny in the woods
Just a loaf of bread, please
Now listen to me well, son, Milky-White must be taken to market
Mother, no, he′s the best cow in the world
Was, she has been dry for weeks now with no food or money, and no choice but to sell her
But Milky-White's my best friend
There are bugs on her dugs
There are flies in her eyes
There′s a lump on her rump
Big enough to be a hump (but)
We've no time to sit and dither
While her wither′s wither with her
And no one keeps a cow for a friend
Sometimes I wonder what's goin' on in that head of yours
Into the woods, it′s time to go, I hate to leave, I have to, though
Into the woods, it′s time, and so, I must begin my journey
Into the woods and through the trees to where I am expected, ma'am
Into the woods to grandmother′s house
Into the woods to grandmother's house
Are you certain of your way?
The way is clear, the light is good
I have no fear, nor no one should
The woods are just trees, the trees are just wood
I sort of hate to ask it, but do you have a basket?
I don′t suppose you're planning on buying any of these (oh, shh)
Now, don′t stray and be late, alright?
You might save some of those sweets for granny?
Into the woods and down the dell, the path is straight, I know it well
Into the woods, and who can tell what's waiting on the journey?
Into the woods to bring some bread to granny who is sick in bed
Never can tell what lies ahead, for all that I know, she′s already dead
Into the woods, into the woods to grandmother′s house, and home before dark
Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella
Are you really wearing that?
Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella
Can′t you hide it with a hat?
I know (she means me), no she didn't
Mother said be good, father said be nice
That was always their advice
So be nice, Cinderella, good, Cinderella
Nice, good, good, nice (tighter!)
What′s the good of being good if everyone is blind
Always leaving you behind?
Never mind, Cinderella, kind, Cinderella
Nice, good, nice, kind, good, nice
Then what is it you wish?
It's not what I wish, it′s what you wish
Nothing cooKing in that belly now, is there?
Unless you do exactly as I say
In three days time, a blue-moon will appear
Only then can the curse be undone
The one I placed on this house
What are you talKing about?
You see, your mother was with child
And she developed an unusual appetite
She admired my beautiful garden
That what she wanted more than anything in the world, was
Greens, greens, nothing but greens
Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery
Asparagus, and watercress, and fiddleferns, and lettuce
He said, "All right", but it wasn′t, quite
'Cause I caught him in the autumn in my garden one night
He was robbing me, raping me
Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my arugula and ripping up the rampion
My champion! My favorite!
I should have laid a spell on him right there
But I let him have the rampion, I′d lots to spare
In return, however, I said, "Fair is fair
You can let me have the baby that your wife will bear
And we'll call it square"
Well, that′s another story, never mind, anyway
"Oh, don′t take away the baby"
They shrieked and screeched
And I hid her where she'll never be reached
Your father cried, and your mother died
When for extra measure, I admit it was a pleasure
I said, "Sorry, I′m still not mollified"
And I laid a little spell on them
That your family tree would always be a barren one
Now there's no more fuss, and there′s no more scenes
And my garden thrives, you should see my nectarines!
But I'm telling you the same I tell Kings and queens
Don′t ever never ever mess around with my greens!
Ugh, yeah, but why do we have to go to the next village?
Because everyone in this village knows the cow hasn't given a drop of milk in weeks
We′re starving, Jack! Can′t you understand that?
Into the woods, the time is now, we have to live, I don′t care how
Into the woods to sell the cow, you must begin the journey
Straight to the woods and don't delay, we have to face the marketplace
Into the woods to journey′s end
Into the woods to sell a friend
One, the cow as white as milk
Two, the cape as red as blood
Three, the hair as yellow as corn
Four, the slipper as pure as gold
Bring me these before the chime of midnight
In three day′s time tis' then the blue moon reappears
Which comes but once each hundred years
Bring 'em, and I guarantee a child as perfect as child can be
Ladies, our carriage waits
Now may I go to the Festival?
Darling, those nails, darling, those clothes
Lentils are one thing, but, darling, with those
You′d make us the fools of the Festival and mortify the prince
Beans? These must be the witch′s beans, we'll take them with us
You′re not coming, it's not safe out there
No, I can do this on my own
The spell is on my house, only I can lift the spell
No, no, the spell is on our house (the spell is on my house)
We must lift the spell together, the spell is on our house
Now tell me, what am I to return with?
Ugh, God! You don′t remember?
The cow as white as milk, the cape as red as blood
The hair as yellow as corn, the slipper as pure as gold
The cow as white as milk, the cape as red as blood
The hair as yellow as corn, the slipper as pure as gold
I still wish to go to the Festival (the cow as white as milk)
But how am I ever to get to the Festival? (The cape as red as blood, the hair as yellow as corn)
I know, I'll visit mother′s grave, the grave at the willow tree (the slipper as pure as gold)
And tell her I just want to go to the King's Festival (the cow, the cape, the slipper as pure as gold, the hair!)
Into the woods, it's time to go, it may be all in vain, I know
Into the woods, but even so, I have to take the journey
Into the woods, the path is straight, you know it well, but who can tell?
Into the woods to lift the spell
Into the woods to visit mother
Into the woods to sell the cow
Into the woods to grandmother′s house
Into the woods to grandmother′s house
The way is clear, the light is good
I have no fear, nor no one should
The woods are just trees, the trees are just wood
No need to be afraid there, there's something in the glade there
Into the woods without delay, but careful not to lose the way
Into the woods, who knows what may be lurking on the journey?
Into the woods to get the thing that makes it worth the journeying
Into the woods to see the King
To sell the cow, to make the potion
To see, to sell, to get, to bring
To make, to lift, to go to the Festival
Into the woods, then out of the woods
To see, to sell, to get, to bring
To make, to lift, to go to the Festival
Into the woods, then out of the woods, and home before dark