Ragtime - The Trashing of the Car Lyrics

Broadway production 1998
Ragtime the Musical - The Trashing of the Car Lyrics

"The Trashing of the Car" is a song from musical Ragtime performed by Orchestra.

CONKLIN
Running away, nigger?

COALHOUSE
I am going to find a policeman.
If anyone touches my car before I return,
He will answer to Coalhouse.

CONKLIN
Tell him Fire Chief Will Conklin sends his regards!

BOOKER T. WASHINGTON
We must exhibit patience.
Self-control. Forbearance.
And dwell above hatred and acts of cruelty.

CONKLIN
Come on, fellas,
Let's roll her into the pond and see if she floats!

SARAH
Come on, Coalhouse.
Come on. It doesn't matter.

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Ragtime the Musical Lyrics

SYNOPSIS
Prologue
Goodbye My Love
Journey On
The Crime of the Century
What Kind of Woman
A Shtetl Iz Amereke
Success
His Name Is Coalhouse Walker
Getting' Ready Rag
Henry Ford
Nothing Like the City
Your Daddy's Son
The Courtship
New Music
Wheels of a Dream
The Night That Goldman Spoke at Union Square
Gliding
The Trashing of the Car
Justice
President
Till We Reach That Day
Harry Houdini Master Escapist
Coalhouse's Soliloquy
Coalhouse Demands
What a Game
Fire in the City
Atlantic City
Buffalo Nickel Photoplay, Inc.
Our Children
Harlem Nightclub
Sarah Brown Eyes
He Wanted to Say
Back to Before
Look What You've Done
Make Them Hear You
Wheels of a Dream (reprise)