Sweeney Todd Alms Alms Lyrics

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

Antony
Mum, could you tell me whose house this is?

Beggar Woman
Ah, that's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is.

Antony
And the young lady who resides there?

Beggar Woman
Oh, 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 whippin' for ya or any other young man with mischeif on his mind!
How would ya like a little m___ dear
a little jig-jig
a little bounce around the bush!
Wouldn't ya like to push me parsley?
It looks to me, dear, that you've got plenty there to push
Alms, alms for a desperate woman!