Giant Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics

LESLIE:
Somebody else may spend her life
In search of the perfect butter knife
To pair with the proper fork and proper spoon
Don't laugh, but I'd rather read Rousseau.
And Emerson, Carlyle, and Thoreau;
Right here in my father's chair I've read
The sort of ideas that cloud my head with Daydreams
Big and Small
I have daydreams,
Don't we all?
When I read Thoreau, I smiled
He said "All good things are free and wild"

Your Texas
Now, I don't know
Your Texas
But even so,
I imagine that a man can be
Can be
More independent ,
WIld and free
In Texas
The last frontier is Texas
And unlike here
There's a great unknown
Just waiting there
For those who wish to
Dream and dare
Your Texas

BICK:
Big as all New England
Plus New Jersey and New York,
Pennsylvania, Ohio---

LESLIE:
Your Texas...

BICK:
Mountain ranges, sweeping beaches
Canyons, rivers, planes---
And century plants
That blossom
Ev'ry twenty years

LESLIE:
Imagine

BICK:
Imagine

LESLIE:
Imagine:
Blossoming at forty
Blossoming at sixty
Blossoming at eighty
That's how I want to live...

LESLIE (SPOKEN)

"Imagine a place in the wilderness, unspoiled by politics, where people are truly equal."

LESLIE (SUNG):
These kinds of ideas,
Don't laugh, they give me
Daydreams
Wild and new.
I'll have daydreams
Thanks to you
And tonight I'll dream
Some more
Of a place I've never
Been before:
Reata
Your country,
Your Texas...

Leslie:
Somebody else may spend her life
In search of the perfect
Butter knife
Not I
Not I