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Oklahoma - Pore Jud Is Daid (Alternate Take/complete Version)

CURLY (singing):

Pore Jud is daid, pore Jud Fry is daid;

All gather 'round his coffin now and cry.

He had a heart of gold and he wasn't very old,

Oh, why did such a fella have to die.

Pore Jud is daid, pore Jud Fry is daid;

He's lookin' oh, so peaceful and serene (JUD: and serene).

He's all laid out to rest with his hands across his chest;

His fingernails have never been so clean.

CURLY (spoken):

Why then the preacher'd get up and he'd say:

"Folks, we're gathered together here today to moan and groan over brother Jud Fry who hung himself up by a rope in the


(Then there'd be weepin' and wailin', from some of those women.)

Then he'd say:

"Jud was the most misunderstood man in the territory. People used to think he was a mean, ugly fella; used to think he was a

dirty skunk and orn'ry pig stealer."

CURLY (singing):

But the folks who really knowed him, know that beneath the two dirty shirts that he always wore,

There beat a heart as big as all out doors (JUD: as big as all out doors).

Jud Fry loved his fellow man (JUD: he loved his fellow man).

CURLY (spoken):

He loved the birds of the forest,

He loved the beasts in the field,

He loved the mice and vermin and he treated the rats like equal (which was right).

He loved everybody and everything, he loved the little children only . . . only he never let on, so nobody ever knowed it.

CURLY (singing):

Pore Jud is daid, pore Jud Fry is daid;

His friends'll weep and wail for miles around (JUD: miles around).

The daisies in the dell will give out a different smell

Because poor Jud is under neath the ground.

JUD (singing):

Pore Jud is daid, a candle lights his haid.

He's layin' in a coffin made of wood (CURLY: wood),

And folks are feelin' sad 'cause they used to treat him bad,

But now they know their friend is gone for good (CURLY: good).

BOTH (singing):

Pore Jud is daid, a condle lights his haid.

CURLY (singing):

He's lookin' oh, s'purdy and s'nice.

He looks like he's asleep, it's a shame that he won't keep,

But it's summer and we're runnin' out of ice.

BOTH (singing):

Pore . . . Jud

Pore . . . Jud