Boy who Cried Wolf

Musical: Hey, Wolf, Wolf!

Man: Now listen kid, ya gotta watch the sheep.

Now do a good job and don’t fall asleep,

‘Cause there’s a mean old wolf that’s been hangin’ around

And he sneaks up behind you, without any sound.

And before you can count from one to five

There’s a sheep on the ground, more dead than alive.

And before you can count from five to ten,

He’s a-lickin’ his lips and startin’ over again.

Boy: But, what do I do if I see this beast

And he starts in havin’ his lamb chop feast?

Man: Just run down the hill yellin’ “wolf!” real loud,

And before you know it, there’ll be a crowd of

Villagers here with loaded guns,

And we’ll blow that wolf to kingdom come.

Now, do you understand what you have to do?

Boy: Yes, sir!

Man: Goodbye!

Boy: So long.

Man: Toodle-loo

(Boy and Sheep dance)

Boy: Boy, what a drag, Man, what a bore,

Just hangin’ out here and watchin’ the store.

There’s nothing’ to do and I can’t go to sleep

Or that mean old wolf’ll come and eat the sheep.

Hey! I got an idea. Oh, man, what a gas!

I’ll get a little company up here fast.

I’ll just yell “wolf!” at the top of my voice,

And they’ll all come a-runnin’ ’cause they’ve got no choice.

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! Hurry up quick!

I’m holdin’ him off with a great big stick!

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! I’m not gonna last!

And speed it up, Fella, ’cause I’m fading fast!

Men: (Enter with guns) Well hurry up and tell me where the wolf is, son,

And I’ll finish him quick, you see I’ve brought my gun.

So just point him out and I’ll get it done.

Boy: The Wolf isn’t I was just havin’ fun.

Man: You crazy kid! What’d ya do that for?

Boy: This job is a drag, man. It’s really a bore.

Man: Don’t do it again or I’ll really get sore.

Just do as you’re told and mind the store.

(boy and sheep dance)

Boy: Boy, what a drag, Man, what a bore,

Just hangin’ out here and watchin’ the store.

There’s nothing’ to do and I can’t go to sleep

Or that mean old wolf’ll come and eat the sheep.

Hey! I got an idea. Oh, man, what a gas!

I’ll get a little company up here fast.

I’ll just yell “wolf!” at the top of my voice,

And they’ll all come a-runnin’ ’cause they’ve got no choice.

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! Hurry up quick!

I’m holdin’ him off with a great big stick!

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! I’m not gonna last!

And speed it up, Fella, ’cause I’m fading fast!

Men: (Enter with guns) Well hurry up and tell me where the wolf is, son,

And I’ll finish him quick, you see I’ve brought my gun.

So just point him out and I’ll get it done.

Boy: The Wolf isn’t I was just havin’ fun.

Man: You crazy kid! What’d ya do that for?

Boy: This job is a drag, man. It’s really a bore.

Man: Don’t do it again or I’ll really get sore.

Just do as you’re told and mind the store.

I can see that you’re havin’ a bit of fun,

But if you do it again, I’m not gonna come.

(Dance as before then notices wolf)

Boy: Hey, what’s that movin’ behind that tree?

Is that the mean old, bad old wolf I see?

Well, jumpin’ jehosephat and holy smoke.

It’s really the wolf this time, no joke!

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! Hurry up quick!

I’m holdin’ him off with a great big stick!

Hey! Wolf! Wolf! I’m not gonna last!

And speed it up, Fella, ’cause I’m fading fast!