Beggar Woman: Alms! Alms!
For a miserable woman
On a miserable chilly morning
Thank yer, sir, thank yer
Anthony: "Ma'am, could you tell me whose house this is?"
Beggar Woman: "That's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is."
Anthony: "And the young lady who resides there?"
Beggar Woman: "That's Johanna, his pretty little ward. Keeps her snug,
He does, all locked up. So don't you go trespassing there
Or it's a good whipping for you---or any other young
Man with mischief on his mind."
'Ow would you like a little muff, dear
A little jig jig
A little bounce around the bush?
Wouldn't you like to push me parsley?
It looks to me, dear
Like you got plenty there to push
Alms! Alms!
For a desperate woman
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