ACT I   The Ballad of Floyd Collins

JEWELL
Deep in the land of the hollows an' creeks,
If'n you git lost you git lost fer weeks.
Listen to the tale of a man who got lost
a hundred feet under the winter frost.
JEWELL & NELLIE
Now Floyd was a reasonin' man;
He knew what he wanted an' he had a plan.
He was jes' as smart as he was brave;
He was gonna find him the perfect cave.
NELLIE, MISS JANE & HOMER
Even Floyd knew somethin' wasn't right.
He was suff'rin' nightmares at night.
ALL
But he didn't worry 'bout what he dreamed;
Things was goin' good or so it seemed.
Went lookin' fer his fortune under the ground...
MILLER
Sure enough his fortune is what he found.