REFLECTING ON THE PAST.
Sung by Arthur Lloyd
The words written expressly for him by a gentleman.
Music composed by Arthur Lloyd.
 
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My story p'raps will cause surprise,
At least, I hope you'll sympathise,
When I have told without disguise
The way that I've been treated.
For I was very well to do
Before a gal, called Sal. I knew,
And when in love with her I grew
Was scandalously cheated.

Chorus: Reflecting on the past, I really cannot understand,
How such an awful flat as that I ever could have been.
From first to last, though all she did was underhand,
I through that artificial party surely might have seen.

Her calling was a servant gal,
I've mentioned that her name was Sal,
And although as a menial
She held a situation.
Ere long her lover I had been,
I found out, though I was so green,
She was as proud as any queen,
And far above her station.

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I took her to Cremorne one night,
I paid to show her every sight,
And she appeared delighted quite,
While walking all about the grounds.
Then think how she ill-treated me!
How shamefully she cheated me!
She bothered and entreated me,
Until I lent her twenty pounds.

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Now comes the real affecting part;
I found that she'd bestow'd her heart
Upon a chap as drove a cart,
Along the streets it jolted.
He served in a butcher's shop,
Into the cart I saw her pop.
And while I madly hollowed, "Stop!"
Away with him she bolted.

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I to business tried to stick,
But soon became a lunatic,
And next my living up did pick
By artifices various.
My destiny I can't escape,
Of trades I've failed in every shape,
And now by comic singing scrape
A livelihood precarious.

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Written and composed by Arthur Lloyd
Performed by Arthur Lloyd (1840 - 1904)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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