What have I done ...?

What have I done ...?

How could I be so blind ...?

All is lost, where was I ...?

Spoiled all, spoiled all ....

Everything's gone all wrong.



What have I done ...?

What have I done ...?

Find a deep cave to hide in,

In a million years they'll find me.

Only dust and a plaque,

That reads, "Here Lies Poor Old Jack"



But I never intended all this madness - *never*.

And nobody really understood - *how could they*?

That all I ever wanted was to bring them

something great.

*Why does nothing ever turn out like it should?*



*Well, what the heck, I went and did my best*

*And - by God - I really tasted something swell!*

*And for a moment, why, I even touched the sky*,

*And at least I left some stories they can tell* - **I did**!



*And for the first time since,

I don't remember when*,

I felt just like my old bony self again.

And I, **Jack**, the *Pumpkin King* - **that's right! I am the Pumpkin King, ah, ha, ha, ha**



*And I just can't wait until next Halloween!*

*'Cause I've got some new ideas that* will **really make them scream!**

**And, by God, I'm really gonna give it all my might!**




... Uh-oh... I hope there's still time to set things right...

... Santy Claws, hmm...



*Sing with much emotion - deep voice

**Sing with more emotion - deep voice