YOUNG JACK:
((sings a song as he goes up to see what the problem with the sheep is, realizing that he missed an important line.))
Well now, little darlin', that Ennis sure is sweet.
And he knows how to pack - cook, I mean - meat.
But there's really something that irks in my dreams.
He has an unhealthy obsession with beans.
No more beans.
No more beans for me.
All the stones and the trees.
They may not agree,
but there's just nothin' keen,
about them beans
no more beans for me.
Now you may think this song is odd.
Cause I've had enough - oh my god.
But as of yet, I've had none.
That's just fine with me, hon'.
No more beans.
No more beans for me.
All the stones and the trees.
They may not agree.
But there's just nothing keen
About them beans.
No more beans.... for..... me-e-e-e.