I'VE LOST MY TICKET, CAPTAIN
 
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The picnic boat was crowded, 'twas an outing for the poor
A free excursion only a most motley crowd could lure
The order for the gang-plank to be put aboard was called
When up the chute a barefoot waif, a tiny cripple crawled
Her fragile little figure would have moved a heart of stone
A halo seemd to hover round her there
As to the waiting captain who was touched with pity rare
That little child, in accents mild put up this plaintive prayer,

Chorus: 'I's lost me ticket, Captain, for the boat today
I's lost it somewhere comin' on me way
I can't tell where to find it and I don't know w'at I'll do
I's lost me ticket for the boat, please, Captain, pass me through.'


The Captain said, 'My little one, come hurry, you're all right
And never mind the ticket,' while her eyes danced with delight
And turning to the smiling 'cop' I heard him sadly say,
'She's truly lost her ticket, and she'll find it out some day.'
The order then was given and the steamer left the dock
Upon that merry picnic up the bay
But in my heart those plaintive words kept ringing all the day
How many here have lost, I fear, their tickets, who might pray,

Chorus: 'I've lost my ticket, Captain, for the boat today
I lost it somewhere coming on me way
I can't tell where to find it and I don't know what I'll do
I've lost my ticket for the boat, please, Captain, pass me through.'


There'll be a free excursion for the lowly ones some day
The heavy laden and oppressed, as holy writ does say
The weary and down-trodden ones will then be amply blest
The little ones will He once more fold fondly to his breast
And when that great excursion boat is ready to depart
With all its merry troop and motley crew
How many poor unfortunates then, 'Won't know what to do'
What mighty men will cry out then, 'Please, Captain, pass me through.'

Chorus: 'I've lost my ticket, Captain, for the boat today
I lost it somewhere coming on my way
I can't tell where to find it and I don't know what I'll do
I've lost my ticket for the boat, please, Captain, pass me through.'
 
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Written and composed by Marshall Locke & Bert Harris - 1898
 
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