Goshamighty, well, look, they're waitin' for us. That's our public! Hiya, public!

Chorus:
[first lines; the opening credits are halfway through and still being shown, when we hear the black chorus singing offscreen:]
Darkies all work while the white men play,/Loading up boats with the bales of cotton/ Gittin' no rest till de Judgement Day. /Git yourself a brand new gal, /A lovin' baby who's the apple of your eye,/ Coal Black Rose or High Brown Sal,/ They always bake the sparrer and the chickin pie!/ Darkies all work on the Mississippi,/Darkies all work while the white folks play/ Loadin' those boats with the bales of cotton, / Gittin' no rest till the Judgement Day. [steamboat whistle sounds offscreen and picture changes to a shot of the showboat arriving in the distance and the black chorus singing onscreen] Chorus:
Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom,/ Long to see you growin' free,/When they pack you on the levee/ you're a heavy load to me!/ Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom/ Long to see you growin' wild... Young Black Man:
There's the show boat! Chorus:
[singing]
On the levee, you're too heavy/ For this poor black child! [the workers run to the dock. The calliope plays as we see shots of townspeople running toward the dock. Then band plays] Parthy:
[on the boat, over the noise of the band]
Andy! Andy! Cap'n Andy Hawks:
Goshamighty, woman, what's eatin' ya? Parthy:
Did you tell the band to wear their new uniforms? Cap'n Andy Hawks:
Course I did. What did we get 'em fer? Parthy:
You'll have 'em all ruined! Cap'n Andy Hawks:
Goshamighty, well, look, they're waitin' for us. That's our public! Hiya, public! [He waves and the crowd cheers]