This Is Not Over Yet

Oh, my sweet Lucille! How did you ever manage it?

You don't know what any of this means?

It means cancel all your parties

Forget your big parade

It means the crowds will not be cheering

So despite what you've been hearing

You can lay down your spade

It means my mother can stop crying

My rabbi's eulogy can wait

It means that Dorsey can stop beaming

And my cousin can stop dreaming

Of his portion of my estate

It means, no, this isn't over!

No! The date's not set!

No, I won't wake up tomorrow

Drowning in my sweat

It means I've got the greatest partner

Any man can get!

It means I'll never, ever, ever

Underestimate that woman

'Cause this is not over yet!

Tell my uncle not to worry

Tell the reaper not to hurry

Make the hangman stop his drumming

'Cause I'm coming into town to win the day

Somehow I haven't, with my scheming

Screwed things up beyond redeeming

And we're finally on our way!

And no, this isn't over!

Hell, it's just begun!

Hail the resurrection of

The South's least fav'rite son!

It means I made a vow for better

Two is better than one

It means the journey ahead might get shorter

I might reach the end of my rope

But suddenly, loud as a mortar

There is hope!

Finally, hope!

Yes, Leo, there is hope!

And no, this isn't over!

No, this isn't over!

No, we aren't through!

We are fin'lly on our way!

No, there's still a million things that you and I can do!

I will speak for you, Leo

And I would never have believed it

The things I see in you!

It means a man who isn't guilty

Doesn't have to walk the plank!

It means the gallows still are vacant

And we've got my wife to thank!

It means

You shouldn't underestimate

Lucille and Leo Frank!

'Cause this is not over yet!