Jack and the beanstalk song

An original song based on the Jack and the Beanstalk story Jack and the Beanstalk My name is Jack, you may have heard of me Once upon a time we had no money So my mummy sent me to sell the cow And I ended up with 5 beans; this is how An old man stopped me on the road to town I tried to sell the cow but all he did was frown "What you need, my son, are these magic beans You wont regret it; they're not what they seem" And its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me Its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me And it all turned out OK... in the end Well, my mum was mad as mad as can be She threw out the beans and didn't cook me tea So I went to bed, hungry and alone And in the morning a great big beanstalk had grown I had an urge to climb, that's all I can say Up, up, up I went, up, up and away Till I came to the very top, the clouds were the floor And right in front of me was a big, giant door And its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me Its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me And it all turned out OK... in the end I snuck right in and I felt so small Everything was big, everything was tall And sleeping on the table, snoring real loud Was A great big giant with his head bowed Next to the giant a magic hen sat She laid golden eggs, I'd heard about that I knew I had to have her, I knew she help me out So I reached up and took her without any doubt And its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me Its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me And it all turned out OK... in the end The hen made a squawk and a lute made a shout The giant woke up and looked about I ran, ran, ran but my legs felt so small And the giant chased me yelling this call "Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman, Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread." And its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me Its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me And it all turned out OK... in the end I ran, ran, ran to the big beanstalk I climbed, climbed, climbed as the golden hen squawked I almost slipped and lost my feet as I felt the wind blow The giant was right behind, I could almost feel his toes My mum was at the bottom and as soon as I got down She chop, chop, chop, chopped the big beanstalk down And every day after the hen laid a golden egg And we all lived happily ever after in the end And its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me Its 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me 1,2,3,4,5 beans for me And it all turned out OK... in the end