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No. 19 - Ensemble
| Knickerbocker: | Oh! you incense, you madden me. So! now, I'll lock you up, you see! Or to my lord you'll married be. Yes, I'll lock you in a cell, As deep as a petroleum well. [Violet:] Oh! you incense, you madden me. No! you'll ne'er lock me up, you see! Nor to my lord you'll marry me. You'll ne'er lock me in a cell, As deep as a petroleum well. |
| Rufus & Tourists: | Law abiding brigands bold are we! Imported free of duty 'cross the sea. Down from our inaccessible steeps, We come to succor a maiden who weeps. Yes, from our fastnesses past Purgatory, Spouting rock, Dumpling's in leaky old dory, Come we for maiden who weeps; sad, sad story. Yes, we'll come here thus for ever, Guard thee, watch thee, thee we'll bore, Boring, pouring threats for ever, Haunting, daunting ever more. |
| Violet: | Oh, brave brigands many thanks, Ah! yes, Although your efforts have proved unavailing. |
| Alvin: | Yes, brigands, we thank you, Not withstanding the defeat we're now bewailing. Yes! Yes! brigands we thank you all. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Little Tycoon
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