gilbert sullivan - i'm called little buttercup lyrics
b-ttercup. (recit.)
hail, men-o’-war’s men — safeguards of your nation
here is an end, at last, of all privation;
you’ve got your pay — spare all you can afford
to welcome little b-ttercup on board.
aria
i’m called little b-ttercup — dear little b-ttercup,
though i could never tell why,
but still i’m called b-ttercup — poor little b-ttercup,
sweet little b-ttercup i!
i’ve snuff and tobaccy, and excellent jacky,
i’ve scissors, and watches, and knives;
i’ve ribbons and laces to set off the faces
of pretty young sweethearts and wives.
i’ve treacle and toffee, i’ve tea and i’ve coffee,
soft tommy and succulent chops;
i’ve chickens and conies, and pretty polonies,
and excellent peppermint drops.
then buy of your b-ttercup — dear little b-ttercup;
sailors should never be shy;
so, buy of your b-ttercup — poor little b-ttercup;
come, of your b-ttercup buy!
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