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Composer: Arthur Sullivan
Description: a bumboat woman in love with Captain Corcoran
Voice Part: mezzo-soprano|contralto
Vocal Fach: contralto
I'm called Little Buttercup - from Act I. Range: 3B - 5D    Extras: Libretto entered by MIDI version by
A many years ago - from Act II. Range: 3B - 5E    Extras: Libretto entered by MIDI version by
I'm called Little Buttercup, Buttercup's aria from HMS Pinafore

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 Buttercup on board.

For I'm called Little Buttercup -- dear Little Buttercup,
	Though I could never tell why,
But still I'm called Buttercup -- poor little Buttercup,
     Sweet Little Buttercup 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 Buttercup -- dear Little Buttercup;
     Sailors should never be shy;
So, buy of your Buttercup -- poor Little Buttercup;
     Come, of your Buttercup buy!
A many years ago, Buttercup's aria from HMS Pinafore

BUT.	A many years ago,
 	When I was young and charming,
 	As some of you may know,
 	I practised baby-farming.

ALL.	Now this is most alarming!
	When she was young and charming,
	She practised baby-farming,
	A many years ago.

BUT.	Two tender babes I nursed:
	One was of low condition,
	The other, upper crust,
	A regular patrician.

ALL 	Now, this is the position:
	One was of low condition,
	The other a patrician,
	A many years ago.

BUT.	Oh, bitter is my cup!
	However could I do it?
	I mixed those children up,
	And not a creature knew it!

ALL.	However could you do it?
	Some day, no doubt, you'll rue it,
	Although no creature knew it,
	So many years ago.

BUT.	In time each little waif
	Forsook his foster-mother,
	The well born babe was Ralph--
	Your captain was the other!!!

ALL.	They left their foster-mother,
	The one was Ralph, our brother,
	Our captain was the other,
	A many years ago.
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