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No. 10 - Duet - Molly and Fairfax - Toy Duet
| Molly: | When I was but a tiny tot My dollies were a lovely lot, For one, a lady born and bred, Could shut her eyes and move her head. Papa! Mama! another talk'd, And when you wound her up she walk'd, But more than any other toy I loved a little drummer boy. |
| Fairfax: | Of course I know the sort you mean, That drummer boy I've often seen. |
| Molly: | For he beats a feeble rum-ti-tum-tum When he hits his little drum-ti-tum-tum, And his arms seem rather numb-ti-tum-tum, As they rise and downward come-ti-tum-tum. |
| Both: | Oh, the dear old toys, and the simple ways Of those childish versery Might be worsery, Sweetly cursory Nursery days! |
| Fairfax: | I know I had a famous top, A painted gun that used to pop, A spotted horse that boasted legs Exactly like four wooden pegs; But though I own'd a box of bricks, And crimson monkeys climbing sticks, My infant joys were centred in A nodding Chinese Mandarin. |
| Molly: | Of course I know the sort you mean, That Mandarin I've often seen. |
| Fairfax: | For his bells will tinkle ring-a-ding-ding When his head he'll gravely swing-a-ding-ding, And his hands together bring-a-ding-ding When you pull a piece of string-a-ding-ding. |
| Both: | Oh, the dear old toys, and the simple ways Of those childish versery Might be worsery, Sweetly cursory Nursery days! |
| Molly: | What jolly games I used to play With little boys across the way! We raced and romped as children do I gave them backs at leap-frog, too! We bowled our hoops and flew our kites, At hop-scotch had some splendid fights; But life was only quite complete With Punch and Judy in the street. |
| Fairfax: | How well its varied charms I know! I've seen that Punch and Judy show! |
| Molly: | Mister Punch comes up with root-ti-toot-toot To the baby he's a brute-ti-toot-toot: And his Toby makes him hoot-ti-toot-toot And the beadle bids him scoot-ti-toot-toot. |
| Both: | Oh, the dear old toys, and the simple ways Of those childish versery Might be worsery, Sweetly cursory Nursery days! |
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Page modified 4 December 2016