Sad Tale of the Beauxhommes Lyrics - Once On This Island Soundtrack

STORYTELLER
The Sad Tale of the Beauxhommes.
A history lesson!

STORYTELLER
The boy's name was Daniel. Daniel
Beauxhomme. A boy from another world.
Another people. A people descended for the
French.

MEN & WOMEN
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...

STORYTELLER
Four generations past
In the time of Napoleon
There came to this island
A Frenchman, Armand.

All
Armand!

ARMAND
Armand!

STROYTELLER
And he built a great fortune
And he built a grand mansion
And he wed a fine lady
So pale and so blonde

MADAME ARMAND
Armand!

MADAME ARMAND
But Armand took his pleasure
With the women who served him
Black peasant girls from
The village beyond

TWO WOMEN
Armand!

STORYTELLER
And the loveliest one
Bore the Frenchman a son
Such a fine peasant son

ARMAND
For Armand!

WOMAN
A beautiful child.
The pale color
of coffee mixed with cream.

ALL
The beautiful one, the beautiful son
Beauxhomme

STORYTELLER
They named him:

ALL
Beauxhomme
The beautiful one, the beautiful son
Beauxhomme

STORYTELLER
And the boy grew to be a man
And the great war began.

ALL
Blacks fought against French
And the hated Napoleon
They fought for their island
And finally won

Men (Not Armand)
We Won!
We Won!

BEAUXHOMME
We Won!

BEAUXHOMME
And Armand sailed for France
By the seat of his pants
Driven out by his beautiful son!

ALL
The beautiful
One
The beautiful
Son
Beauxhomme,
Beauxhomme

BEAUXHOMME
What was his is now mine!

The Beautiful
One
The beautiful
Son
Beauxhomme!

STORYTELLERS
But Armand left behind a terrible,
terrible curse.

I curse my son

ARMAND
I curse my only son!

STORYTELLERS
I curse his sons

ARMAND
All of his sons!

STORYTELLERS
Generations

ARAMAND
All Beauxhomme yet unborn!

STORYTELLERS
In advance

ARMAND
Your black blood
will keep you
forever on this
island...
While your hearts
yearn forever
for France!

STORYTELLERS
The unlucky one, the unlucky son
Beauxhomme, Beauxhomme.
From bad blood to worse
The name of the curse:
Beauxhomme.

The despise us for our blackness,
It reminds them where they're from
The sad, sad tale
Of the Beauxhomme!
Beauxhomme!

TI MOUNE
Tonton, he needs me! Without me, he'll die!

MAMA
He will not want you, Ti Moune!

TI MOUNE
Please, Mama. Please Tonton. Give me your
blessing and let me go. I will go to him!