The Swamps of Home - Marshall Barer, Mary Rodgers, Carol Burnett

Winnifred: You see, where I come from, we don’t have any dry land.

Oh, some of the poorer people do but the nobility live right in the swamp

Lady 1: Oh, tell us about it, princess!

Winnifred: Well, I don’t like to brag…

Dauntless: No, please.

Winnifred: I come from the land of the foggy, foggy dews!

Where walking throught the meadow in the morning is like walking through GLUE

The swamps of home are brushed with green and gold

At break of day

Ladies: At break of day!

The swamps of home are lovely to behold

From far away

Ladies: From far away!

In my soul is the beauty of the bog

In my mem’ry the magic of the mud

Ladies: MU-UH-UD!

I know that blood is thicker than water

But the swamps of home are thicker than blood!

Dauntless: BLU-UH-UD!

Where e’re I roam, my heart grows dank and cold

My face grows grey

When shadows fall

And I hear the CALL

Of the swamps of home

I hear them calling me now, calling me back

Calling me Winnifred, Winnifred, Winnifred, Winnifred!

Who do you think you are?

Girl of the swamp, you’ve gone too far!

Maid of the marshland, give up the struggle!

Listen to the voice of the swamp: Gluggle-uggle-uggle!

Ladies: Gluggle-uggle-uggle!

Where e’re I roam

The whips of fate may smart

But deep down in my heart

One thought will abide

And will ne’re be forgotten

Though I search far and wide

There is no land as rotten!

Ladies: Rotten, rotten, rotten, rotten, rotten

As the swamps of home!

Ladies: The swamps of home!