[JACK, spoken]
Good fortune! Good fortune!
(sung)
Good fortune, sir. Hello, I'm back
Remember me? My name is Jack
And when you see what's in my sack
You'll more than be repaid!
How right you were when you persuaded
Me to trade, though I'm afraid
My mother, sir, when I displayed
The beans to her was quite dismayed
For with a shout, she threw them out
And said I'd made, without a doubt
The dumbest trade she'd heard about
But no, sir, you were right
For, in the night, I woke to find
The bean was sprouted intertwined
And all combined to form a stout
And stately kind of beanstalk

Up, and up, and up it grew
Up past the trees
And up, and through the clouds
And up, and up, into the sky
And up it climbed, and so did I
And up, and up, and up so high
I thought I'd drop!
I'd fall and die!
A violent death!
I had to stop!
And catch my breath!
But then I reached the top!!!
There are giants in the sky
There are big, tall, terrible giants in the sky

At the top of the stalk, I looked around
The sky was chalk, just like the ground
I began to walk a road that wound
Through countryside, all stark and bare
With not a sound upon the air
My throat was parched, my eyes a blur
But on I marched, and then I spied
A mansion, sir, three meadows wide
And standing there...

A big, tall, terrible giant at the door
A big, tall, terrible lady giant sweeping the floor
And I asked for bread, and I asked for rest
And she saw me fed, and she made me guest
And she made a bed of her big, soft, giant breast
Up the sky...