The Virginia Company
In sixteen hundred seven
We sailed the open sea
For glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company
For the New World is like heaven
And we'll all be rich and free
Or so we have been told
By The Virginia Company
So we have been told by The Virginia Company
For glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company
On the beaches of Virginny
There's diamonds like debris
There's silver rivers flow
And gold you pick right off a tree
With a nugget for my Winnie
And another one for me
And all the rest'll go
To The Virginia Company
It's glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company
The Virginia Company (Reprise)
We'll kill ourselves and injun
Or maybe two or three
We're stalwart men and bold
Of The Virginia Company
It's glory, God and gold
And The Virginia Company
Steady As The Beating Drum
Hega hega ya-hi-ye-hega
Ya-hi-ye-ne-he hega
Hega hega ya-hi-ye-hega
Ya-hi-ye-ne-he hega
Steady as the beating drum
Singing to the cedar flute
Seasons go and seasons come
Bring the corn and bear the fruit
By the waters sweet and clean
Where the mighty sturgeon lives
Plant the squash and reap the bean
All the earth our mother gives
O Great Spirit, hear our song
Help us keep the ancient ways
Keep the sacred fire strong
Walk in balance all our days
Seasons go and seasons come
Steady as the beating drum
Plum to seed to bud to plum (Hega hega ya-hi-ye hega)
Steady as the beating drum
Hega hega ya-hi-ye-hega
Ya-hi-ye-ne-he hega
Steady As The Beating Drum (Reprise)
As the river cuts his path
Though the river's proud and strong
He will choose the smoothest course
That's why rivers live so long
They're steady
As the steady beating drum
Just Around The Riverbend
What I love most about rivers is
You can't step in the same river twice
The water's always changing, always flowing
But people, I guess, can't live like that
We all must pay a price
To be safe, we lose our chance of ever knowing
What's around the riverbend
Waiting just around the riverbend
I look once more
Just around the riverbend
Beyond the shore
Where the gulls fly free
Don't know what for
What I dream the day might send
Just around the riverbend
For me
Coming for me
I feel it there beyond those trees
Or right behind these waterfalls
Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming
For a handsome sturdy husband
Who builds handsome sturdy walls
And never dreams that something might be coming?
Just around the riverbend
Just around the riverbend
I look once more
Just around the riverbend
Beyond the shore
Somewhere past the sea
Don't know what for
Why do all my dreams extend
Just around the riverbend?
Just around the riverbend...
Should I choose the smoothest course
Steady as the beating drum?
Should I marry Kocoum?
Is all my dreaming at an end?
Or do you still wait for me, Dream Giver
Just around the riverbend?
Listen With Your Heart I
Ay ay ay ya
Ay ay ya
Que que na-to-ra
You will understand
Listen with your heart
You will understand
Let it break upon you
Like a wave upon the sand
Listen with your heart
You will understand
You will understand...
Mine, Mine, Mine
RATCLIFFE: The gold of Cortés
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
Oh, with all ya got in ya, boys
Dig up Virginia, boys
Mine, boys, mine ev'ry mountain
And dig, boys, dig 'til ya grop
Grab a pick, boys
Quick, boys
Shove in a shovel
Uncover those lovely
Pebbles that sparkle and shine
It's gold and it's mine, mine, mine...
MEN: Dig and dig and dig and diggety...
Dig and dig and dig and diggety...
WIGGINS: Hey nonny nonny
Ho nonny nonny
RATCLIFFE: Oh, how I love it!
WIGGINS: Hey nonny nonny
Ho nonny nonny
RATCLIFFE: Riches for cheap!
WIGGINS: Hey nonny nonny
Ho nonny nonny
There'll be heaps of it
RATCLIFFE: And I'll be on top of the heap!
My rivals back home
It's not that I'm bitter
But think how they'll squirm
When they see how I glitter
The ladies at court
Will be all a-twitter
The king will reward me
He'll knight me... no, lord me!
It's mine, mine, mine
For the taking
It's mine, boys
Mine, me that gold
With those nuggest dug
It's glory they'll gimme
My dear friend, King Jimmy
Will probably build me a shrine
When all of the golden is mine
MEN: Dig and dig and dig and diggety
Dig and dig and dig and diggety-dig!
SMITH: All of my life, I have searched for a land
Like this one
A wilder, more challenging country
I couldn't design
Hundreds of dangers await
And I don't plan to miss one
In a land I can claim
A land I can tame
The greatest adventure is mine!
RATCLIFFE: Keep on working, lads
Don't be shirking, lads
Mine, boys, mine
Mine me that gold
Beautiful gold
MEN: Mine
Find a mother lode
Then find another load
Dig! Dig! and diggety
Dig! Dig! for that gold
ALL: Make this island
My land
RATCLIFFE: Make the mounds big, boys
I'd help you to dig, boys
But I've got this crick in me spine
SMITH: This land we behold...
RATCLIFFE: This beauty untold...
SMITH: A man can be bold!
RATCLIFFE: It all can be sold!
And the gold
Is...
Mine!
Mine!
Mine!
Mine
MEN: So go for the gold
We know which is here
All the riches here
From this minute
This land and what's in it is
Mine
MEN: Dig and dig and diggety-dig!
Hey nonny nonny nonny it's mine
Listen With Your Heart II
Ay ay ay ya
Ay ay ya
Que que na-to-ra
You will understand
Listen with your heart
You will understand
Let it break upon you
Like a wave upon the sand
Listen with your heart
You will understand
You will understand...
Colors of the Wind
You think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know...
You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
If I Never Knew You
JOHN SMITH: If I never knew you
If I never felt this love
I would have no inkling of
How precious life can be
If I never held you
I would never have a clue
How at last I'd find in you
The missing part of me
In this world so full of fear
Full of rage and lies
I can see the truth so clear
In your eyes
So dry your eyes
And I'm so grateful to you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Lost forever
If I never knew you
POCAHONTAS: I thought our love would be so beautiful
Somehow we'd make the whole world bright
I never knew that fear and hate could be so strong
All they'd leave us were these whispers in the night
But still my heart is saying we were right
For if I never
Knew you
If I never
Knew this love
I would have no
Inkling of
How precious life
Can be
JOHN SMITH: There's no moment
I regret
Since the moment
That we met
If our time has
Gone too fast
I've lived at last
And I'm so grateful to you
I'd have lived my whole life through
Empty as the sky
POCAHONTAS: Never knowing why
Both: Lost forever
If I never knew you
Savages (Part 1)
RATCLIFFE: What can you expect
From filthy little heathens?
Their whole disgusting race is like a curse
Their skin's a hellish red
They're only good when dead
They're vermin, as I said
And worse
ENGLISH SETTLERS: They're savages! Savages!
RATCLIFFE: Barely even human
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Savages! Savages!
RATCLIFFE: Drive them from our shore!
They're not like you and me
Which means they must be evil
We must sound the drums of war!
ENGLISH SETTLERS: They're savages! Savages!
Dirty redskin devils!
Now we sound the drums of war!
POWHATAN: This is what we feared
The paleface is a demon
The only thing they feel at all is greed
KEKATA: Beneath that milky hide
There's emptiness inside
NATIVE AMERICANS: I wonder if they even bleed
They're savages! Savages!
Barely even human
Savages! Savages!
POWHATAN: Killers at the core
KEKATA: They're different from us
Which means they can't be trusted
POWHATAN: We must sound the drums of war
NATIVE AMERICANS: They're savages! Savages!
First we deal with this one
ALL: Then we sound the drums of war
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Savages! Savages!
BEN: Let's go kill a few, men!
NATIVE AMERICANS: Savages! Savages!
RATCLIFFE: Now it's up to you, men!
ALL: Savages! Savages!
Barely even human!
Now we sound the drums of war!
Savages (Part 2)
POCAHONTAS: Is there nothing I can do?
Will this really be the end?
Is it only death that waits
Just around the riverbend?
RATCLIFFE: This will be the day... (Let's go men!)
POWHATAN: This will be the morning... (Bring out the prisoner)
ENGLISH SETTLERS & NATIVE AMERICANS: We will see them dying in the dust
POCAHONTAS: I don't know what I can do
Still, I know I've got to try
ENGLISH SETTLERS & NATIVE AMERICANS: Now we make 'em pay
POCAHONTAS: Eagle, help my feet to fly
NATIVE AMERICANS: Now without a warning...
POCAHONTAS: Mountain, help my heart be great
ALL: Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust
POCAHONTAS: Spirits of the earth and sky...
ENGLISH SETTLERS & NATIVE AMERICANS: It's them or us
POCAHONTAS: Please don't let it be to late!
ENGLISH SETTLERS & NATIVE AMERICANS: They're just a bunch of
Filthy, stinking
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Savages!
NATIVE AMERICANS: Savages!
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Demons!
NATIVE AMERICANS: Devils!
RATCLIFFE: Kill them!
NATIVE AMERICANS: Savages!
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Savages!
RATCLIFFE: What are we waiting for?
ALL: Destroy their evil race
Until there's not a trace left
POCAHONTAS: How loud are the drums of war
ENGLISH SETTLERS & NATIVE AMERICANS: We will sound the drums of war (Savages! Savages!)
Now, we sound the drums of war (Savages! Savages!)
RATCLIFFE: Now we see what comes
Of trying to be chums
NATIVE AMERICANS: Now we sound the drums...of...war!
ENGLISH SETTLERS: Of course it means the drums...of...war!
POCAHONTAS: Is the death of all I love
Carried in the drumming of war?
