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436 (Turtle Woman)

As the Tur - tle Wo-man I am known I

O! sad my lot! I nev - er smile, I'm

have no real name of my own; In Dismal Swamp

out of fash-ion all the while, You see your-self I

(Melilotte) (Turtle Woman}

live a-lone, And that's a  pi-ty! O! that's a pi-ty! You

have no style, And that’s a pi-ty! O! that's a pi-ty! Ob-

cer - tain - ly would nev - er guess That, tho’ I'm ve - ry

serve my gown, which does-n’t fit, My cap I do not

fond of dress, This one is all that [ pos-sess, And

like a bit; I am a sight I do ad-mit, And

(Melilotte) (Turtle Woman}

that's a  pi-ty! O! that's a pi-ty! that's a pi-ty,

pi-ty, pi-ty, pi-ty, I de - clare!

. I ’d thank you for a cup of tea. I’'m just as cross as | can be!

. Alas! good dame, what shall I do? I 've nothing here to offer vou.

. No food or drink! Unhappy maid!

That 's carelessness I am afraid.

We ’ll buy them then, if you don’t mind;

A Silver Dollar you must find.

. (dismayed). A Silver Dollar you demand?

I never saw a thing so grand. Here is my bank—and its contents

Amount to just one hundred cents.

. One hundred cents one dollar make;

So, when I give your bank a shake

And place it in the cupboard here,

The Silver Dollar shall appear.

One hundred pennies! Fol-de-rollar-O!

Turn into a Silver Dollar-O!

Now open, little Melilotte,

And we shall see what you have got.