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RUTH & KING: Away, away! my heart's on fire;
I burn this base deception to repay.
This very night my vengeance dire
Shall glut itself in gore.
Away, away!

FRED: Away, away! ere I expire--
I find my duty hard to do today
My heart is filled with anguish dire,
It strikes me to the core.
Away, away!

KING: With falsehood foul
He tricked us of our brides.
Let vengeance howl;
The Pirate so decides.
Our nature stern
He softened with his lies,
And, in return,
Tonight the traitor dies.

RUTH & FRED: Yes yes tonight the traitor dies!
ALL: Yes yes tonight the traitor dies!
RUTH: Tonight he dies!
KING: Yes, or early tomorrow.
FRED: His girls likewise?
RUTH: They will welter in sorrow.
KING: The one soft spot--
RUTH: In their natures they cherish--
FRED: And all who plot--
KING: To abuse it shall perish!
ALL: Tonight he dies!
Yes, or early tomorrow.
His girls likewise,
They will welter in sorrow;
The one soft spot
In their natures they cherish,
And all who plot
To abuse it shall perish!
Away, away, away!
Tonight the traitor dies!
Away, away! tonight,
Tonight, tonight the traitor dies!
Tonight! Away!

By Arthur Sullivan
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Pirates No. 20
Lyrics
Ruth
Fred
King
Piano Right
Piano Left
Tempo Track