Original Broadway Cast of The Outsiders - A New Musical
Performer
Matt Hinkley
Keyboards
Mark G. Meadows
Piano
Matt Beck
Guitar
Freddy Hall
Guitar
Jamie Eblen
Drums
Alexandra Eckhardt
Bass
Noelle Rueschman
Woodwinds
Clerida Eltimé
Cello
Justin Smith
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Clay
Composer
Zach Chance
Composer
Justin Levine
Orchestrator
Matt Hinkley
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Hinkley
Co-Producer
Jonathan Clay
Producer
Zach Chance
Producer
Justin Levine
Producer
Lawrence Manchester
Recording Engineer
Ryan Lipman
Mixing Engineer
Michael Hickey
Assistant Engineer
Beth Scott
Assistant Engineer
Oscar Zambrano
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
We messed up Dally, we messed up bad!
What the hell happened?
He stuck him in the back
He stuck him in the back, he stuck him in the back!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Slow down! Who stuck who in the back?
We were walking through the park tonight
Just trying to get home
The Socs came and picked a fight
It got out of control
They had me underwater
They were gonna take my life
I completely went unconscious
When I came to
There was Johnny with his knifе
Come on in, you're soaking wet
You must bе freezing cold
Did anybody see you?
No, we did not see a soul
We didn't know where else to go
We had to come to you
Dally, please, just tell us what to do
Run, run brother
You gotta get out while you can
Run, take cover
I'm gonna come up with a plan
I hate to make you go
But there ain't no other way
Even though it kills me to say
Run, run brother
There's a train, the three-fifteen
It's leaving pretty soon
All I got is fifty bucks
That oughta get you through
And when you get to Windrixville
You take the old dirt road
There's an old abandoned church
A perfect place for laying low
Buy some food and wait for me
It might take a couple days
But I won't leave you hanging
We'll get through this
Now you'd best be on your way
Run, run brother
You gotta get out while you can
Run, take cover
I'm gonna come up with a plan
I hate to make you go
But there ain't no other way
Even though it kills me to say
(This town is a dead-end road)
Run, run brother
(Let's leave this behind, let's just get up and go)
Run, take cover
(This town, it only holds you down)
(There's judgement everywhere)
(If you're not born into money)
(Then you're born into despair)
Get out while you can
Sooner or later you learn
(Run, run brother)
Grease isn't given, no, it's something you earn
When the whole world is crazy, you got nowhere to turn
Just run through the fire, but you're bound to get burned
You've got to run
(Run, run brother)
(You gotta get out while you can)
You've got to run
(Run, take cover)
(I'm gonna come up with a plan)
You're a Greaser now and you ain't going back
There's the sign for Windrixville!
(Run, run brother)
(Run, run brother)
(Run, run brother)
(Run, run brother)
(Run, run brother)
(Run, run brother)
(Run run)