No. 11 - Song - Ada and Chorus - "The Foundling"

from "The Shop Girl"
Music by Ivan Caryll
Words by H. J. W. Dam
Sequenced by Colin Johnson
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By Ivan Caryll
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[Ada:] Left upon a door-step at half-past nine-
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
Sleeping in a basket tied with twine-
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
Cold, cold, cold as ice,
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
[Chorus:] Cold, cold, cold as ice-
Brrr! Goodness! it was cold!
[Ada:] The Foundling matron took me in,
Because I had no next of kin,
And thus my memories begin,
Anonymously- well, rather!
My parents' love was words, not deeds,
They gave me nothing for my needs!
A pair of socks, a string of beads
Were all I got from Father!
[Chorus:] A pair of socks, a string of beads
Were all she got from Father!
[Ada:] I was a poor defenceless child,
A little flow'ret growing wild,
But still I said, "Goo-goo" and smiled,
But didn't I thrive- well, rather!
Of my belongings they kept track,
A lot of bruises blue and black,
And a strawberry mark in the middle of my back
Was all I got from Father!
[Chorus:] And a strawberry mark in the middle of her back
Was all she got from Father!
[Ada:] Left upon a door-step at half-past nine-
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
Sleeping in a basket tied with twine-
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
Cold, cold, cold as ice,
Oh, Goodness! it was cold!
[Chorus:] Cold, cold, cold as ice-
Goodness! Brrr! Goodness! it was cold!

Karaoke version by Colin Johnson

No. 11 - Song - Ada and Chorus
Soft karaoke
Words
Ada
Sopranos
Contraltos
Tenors
Basses
Right Hand
Left Hand