What's Goin' On Here? Lyrics – Paint Your Wagon
What's Goin' On Here? Lyrics
[JENNIFER]
I've been in lots of towns before
But this one is by far the most bewilderin'
I?never?seen so many?growed up people
Actin' like a bunch?of children
What's goin' on? What's in the air?
The way this town's behavin' is enough
To make a person tear her hair
I sit down to tie my shoe
And every single time I do
I'm circled by a hundred men or more
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
Ain't no one ever seen a shoe before?
Liftin' me across the mud
A miner dropped me with a thud
And said he'd never pick me up again
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
I only weigh a hundred nine or ten
I never seen a camp so crazy
They must've all had too much sun
When the days are hot as steam
And everyone goes in the stream
When I jump in they all jump out and run
Oh, what's goin' on here? What's goin' on here?
What did I done?
No one will walk with me
Everyone leaves me high and dry
No one will talk with me
Tell me why, why, why?
[MIKE, spoken]
Well, uh, Jennifer
You may have noticed that with the exception of yourself
Practically everybody here is of the same gender
And when little boys start findin' out
That little girls ain't little boys
They start lookin' for little girls—and, uh
You see, what we're tryin' to tell you, is that, uh
You shouldn't be passin' him in the woods
Do you understand?
[JENNIFER, spoken]
No!
[MIKE, spoken]
Oh, come on men, let's get outta here
[JENNIFER, spoken]
What's goin' on here?
[JENNIFER]
Once I asked a miner if
He'd rub my neck 'cause it was stiff
And feelin' like the handle of a mop
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
I couldn't get the crazy fool to stop
Of all the camps that I have been to
I never had such little fun
Yesterday I passed a man
Who asked me how to clean a pan
When I bent over, Lordy, did he run
Oh, what's goin' on here? What's goin' on here?
What did I done?
I've been in lots of towns before
But this one is by far the most bewilderin'
I?never?seen so many?growed up people
Actin' like a bunch?of children
What's goin' on? What's in the air?
The way this town's behavin' is enough
To make a person tear her hair
I sit down to tie my shoe
And every single time I do
I'm circled by a hundred men or more
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
Ain't no one ever seen a shoe before?
Liftin' me across the mud
A miner dropped me with a thud
And said he'd never pick me up again
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
I only weigh a hundred nine or ten
I never seen a camp so crazy
They must've all had too much sun
When the days are hot as steam
And everyone goes in the stream
When I jump in they all jump out and run
Oh, what's goin' on here? What's goin' on here?
What did I done?
No one will walk with me
Everyone leaves me high and dry
No one will talk with me
Tell me why, why, why?
[MIKE, spoken]
Well, uh, Jennifer
You may have noticed that with the exception of yourself
Practically everybody here is of the same gender
And when little boys start findin' out
That little girls ain't little boys
They start lookin' for little girls—and, uh
You see, what we're tryin' to tell you, is that, uh
You shouldn't be passin' him in the woods
Do you understand?
[JENNIFER, spoken]
No!
[MIKE, spoken]
Oh, come on men, let's get outta here
[JENNIFER, spoken]
What's goin' on here?
[JENNIFER]
Once I asked a miner if
He'd rub my neck 'cause it was stiff
And feelin' like the handle of a mop
What's goin' on here? What's goin' on?
I couldn't get the crazy fool to stop
Of all the camps that I have been to
I never had such little fun
Yesterday I passed a man
Who asked me how to clean a pan
When I bent over, Lordy, did he run
Oh, what's goin' on here? What's goin' on here?
What did I done?