Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas Page #4

DON'T HAVE PRESENTS,

AT LEAST WE CAN:

HAVE THE BRANCH.

IT'S A NICE ONE, EMMET.

JUST LIKE:

PA USED TO BRING HOME.

YUP.

EVERY YEAR HE'D GO OUT VOWING

HE WAS GOING TO BRING HOME

AREALWHOLE CHRISTMAS TREE.

HA! BUT HE NEVER HAD

THE HEART TO DO IT.

AND EVERY YEAR HE'D SAY...

( Big, Deep Voice )

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T CUT IT DOWN,"

"THE REST OF THAT TREE WILL

STILL BE ALIVE IN 100 YEARS."

( Laughing )

YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES

YOU EVEN SOUND LIKE YOUR PA!

MA, DO YOU SUPPOSE IT'D BE

SAFE TO USE PA'S SLIDE NOW?

OH, I SHOULD

THINK SO!

THE ICE MUST BE SOLID

BY THIS TIME.

RACE YA TO HER!

HEY, WAIT FOR ME NOW...

FIRST SLIDE OF THE YEAR...

WHOOPEE!

( Laughing )

WOW!

I FORGO HOW MUCH FUN

THAT IS!

( Laughing )

WELL, STAND BACK!

IT'S MY TURN!

WHOOOO!

( Laughing )

WOW, WASN' THAT GREAT?

IT'S GOOD ENOUGH.

GOOD ENOUGH:

FOR WHAT?

GOOD ENOUGH:

TO DO AGAIN!

( Laughing )

HEY, NOW,

MY TURN NEXT!

( Laughing )

WATCH, EMMET,

IT'S MY TURN AGAIN.

( Laughing )

WHHHEEEEE!

( Laughing )

OH, BOY!

OH, WATCH

THIS ONE, MA.

OHHHHHH!

( Laughing )

OH, BOY.

THAT OLD SLIDE'S JUST ABOU THE BEST THING PA EVER BUILT.

YEAH, HE MAY NO HAVE LEFT US MUCH,

BUT THAT OLD SLIDE

IS JUST ABOUT ENOUGH.

GEE, I THINK

HE LEFT US A LOT.

WELL, HE LEF WHAT HE COULD.

PA USED TO SAY,

"A PERSON'S GO TO TAKE SOME CHANCES

"OR LIFE WILL NEVER

COME TO NOTHIN'."

HE TOOK HIS CHANCES

ON SNAKE OIL.

FACT THAT IT DIDN' COME TO MUCH HARDLY MATTERS.

PA WOULD HOCK:

THAT TOOL CHEST.

PA WOULD PUT A HOLE

IN THAT WASHTUB.

MA, REMEMBER

PA'S FAVORITE SONG?

HMM...

WHEN THE MOUNTAIN

TOUCHES THE VALLEY

ALL THE CLOUDS:

ARE TAUGHT TO FLY.

THUS OUR SOULS SHALL LEAVE

THIS LAND MOST PEACEFULLY.

Together:

THOUGH OUR MINDS

BE FILLED WITH QUESTIONS,

IN OUR HEARTS:

WE'LL UNDERSTAND

WHEN THE RIVER:

MEETS THE SEA.

LIKE A FLOWER:

THAT HAS BLOSSOMED

IN THE DRY:

AND BARREN SAND,

WE ARE BORN AND BORN AGAIN

MOST GRACEFULLY.

THUS THE WINDS OF TIME

SHALL TAKE US:

WITH A SURE:

AND STEADY HAND:

Together:

WHEN THE RIVER:

MEETS THE SEA.

PATIENCE, MY BROTHERS,

AND PATIENCE, MY SONS,

IN THAT SWEE AND FINAL HOUR

TRUTH AND JUSTICE

WILL BE DONE.

Ma:

LIKE A BABY:

WHEN IT IS SLEEPING

IN ITS LOVING MOTHER'S ARMS

WHAT A NEWBORN BABY DREAMS

IS A MYSTERY,

BUT HIS LIFE:

WILL FIND A PURPOSE

AND IN TIME HE'LL UNDERSTAND

WHEN THE RIVER:

MEETS THE SEA,

WHEN THE RIVER:

MEETS THE ALMIGHTY SEA.

HOOT! HOOT!

( Music )

( Music Continues )

Emmet:

DEAR MA,

I'LL BE GONE ALL DAY.

I'LL EXPLAIN ABOUT THE WASHTUB

WHEN I SEE YOU LATE TONIGHT.

LOVE, EMME Ma:

DEAR EMMET,

I'LL BE HOME LATE TONIGH AND I'LL EXPLAIN ABOU THE TOOL CHEST WHEN I SEE YOU.

LOVE, MA.

( Thud! )

( Jug-Band Plays "Bar-B-Que" )

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