It's because of you there's a Giant in our midst
And my wife is dead

But it isn't my fault
I was given those beans
You persuaded me to trade away
My cow for beans
And without those beans
There'd have been no stalk
To get up to the giants
In the first place

Wait a minute, magic beans
For a cow so old
That you had to tell a lie to sell it
Which you told
Were they worthless beans?
Were they oversold?
Oh, and tell us who persuaded you
To steal that gold

See, it's your fault
No
So it's your fault
No
Yes, it is
It's not
It's true

Wait a minute, though
I only stole the gold
To get my cow back
From you

So, it's your fault
Yes

No, it isn't I'd have kept those beans
But our house was cursed
She made us get a cow
To get the curse reversed

It's his father's fault
That the curse got placed
And the place got cursed
In the first place

Oh, then it's his fault
So
It was his fault
No
Yes, it is, it's his
I guess

Wait a minute, though
I chopped down the beanstalk
Right? That's clear
But without any beanstalk
Then what's queer
Is how did the second giant get down here
In the first place?
Second place?

Yes (how?)
Well, who had the other bean?
The other bean?
The other bean?
You pocketed the other bean

I didn't
Yes, I did
So it's your
No, it isn't 'cause I gave it to my wife
So it's her
No, it isn't
Then whose is it?

Wait a minute
She exchanged that bean
To obtain your shoe
So the one who knows what happened
To the bean is you

You mean that old bean
That your wife? Oh, dear
But I never knew
And so I threw
Well, don't look here

So it's your fault
But
See, it's her fault
But
And it isn't mine at all
But what?
Well, if you hadn't gone back up again

We were needy
You were greedy
Did you need that hen?

But I got it for my mother
So it's her fault then
Yes, and what about the harp
In the third place?
The harp, yes

She went and dared me to
I dared you to?
You dared me to
She said that I was scared to (me?)
She dared me
No, I didn't
So it's your fault
Now, wait a minute

If you hadn't dared him to
And you had left the harp alone
We wouldn't be in trouble in the first place (Well, if you hadn't thrown away the bean)
In the first place
Well, if she hadn't raised the beans in the first place (it was your fault)
'Cause if you hasn't raised them in the first place

Why did you raised the beans in the first place?
It's your fault
You're responsible
You're the one to blame
It's your fault

Shh

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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim