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SIR J.: My pain and my distress
Again it is not easy to express;
My amazement, my surprise
Again you may discover from my eyes!
CHORUS: How terrible the aspect of his eyes!
BUTTERCUP: Hold!
Ere upon your loss you lay much stress.
A long concealed crime I would confess!
A many years ago,
When I was young and charming,
As some of you may know,
I practis'd babyfarming.
CHORUS: Now this is most alarming!
When she was young and charming,
She practis'd babyfarming,
A many years ago.
BUTTERCUP: Two tender babes I nuss'd.
One was of low condition;
The other, upper crust,
A regular patrician.
CHORUS: Now, this is the position,
One was of low condition,
The other a patrician,
A many years ago.
BUTTERCUP: Oh, bitter is my cup!
However could I do it?
I mixed those children up,
And not a creature knew it!
CHORUS: However could you do it?
Some day, no doubt, you'll rue it,
Although no creature knew it,
So many years ago.
BUTTERCUP: In time each little waif
Forsook his foster mother,
The wellborn babe was Ralph--
Your captain was the other!
CHORUS: They left their foster mother,
The one was Ralph, our brother,
Our captain was the other,
A many years ago.

By Arthur Sullivan
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Pinafore No. 20
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