Letra de Alms, alms!

Alms, alms for a miserable woman!
On a miserable chilly morning
Thank ya, sir thank ya

Antony (spoken)

Mam, could you tell me who?s house this is?

Beggar Woman (spoken)

That? That´s the great Judge Turpin´s house, that is.

Antony (spoken)

And the young lady who resides there?

Beggar Woman (spoken)

Oh her? That´ Johanna, his pretty little ward...
Keeps her snug he does. All locked up.
So don´t you go trespassin´ there or it?s a good whipping for you
or any other young man with mischief on his mind!
(sung)
How would ya like a little muff dear
A little jig jig. A little bounce around the bush.
Wouldja like to push me parsley? It looks to me dear that you
got plenty there to push.
Alms! Alms! For a desperate woman!