(::COALHOUSE::)
I see his face.
I hear his heartbeat.
I look in those eyes.
How wise they seem.
Well, when he is old enough
I will show him America
And he will ride
on the wheels of a dream.
(::COALHOUSE::)
We'll go down South
(::SARAH::)
Go down South,
(::COALHOUSE::)
And see your people
(::SARAH::)
See my folks.
(::COALHOUSE::)
Won't they take to him
(::SARAH::)
They'll take to him
(::COALHOUSE::)
Like cats to cream!
(::SARAH::)
Mmm...
(::COALHOUSE::)
Then we'll travel on from there.
(::SARAH::)
California or who knows where!
(::BOTH::)
And we will ride
On the wheels of a dream.
(::COALHOUSE::)
Yes, the wheels are turning for us, girl.
And the times are starting to roll.
Any man can get where he wants to
If he's got some fire in his soul.
We'll see justice, Sarah,
And plenty of men
Who will stand up
And give us our due.
Oh, Sarah, it's more that promises.
Sarah, it must be true.
A country that let's a man like me
Own a car, raise a child, build a life with you...
(::COALHOUSE::)
With you...
(::SARAH::)
With you...
(::BOTH::)
Beyond that road,
Beyond this lifetime
That car full of hope
Will always gleam!
With the promise of happiness
And the freedom he'll live to know.
He'll travle with head held high,
Just as far as his heart can go
And he will ride-
Our son will ride-
On the wheels of a dream.
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