Sullivan: 13. I Am So Proud, If I Allowed

Act 1 - 13. I Am So Proud, If I Allowed - Kenneth Sandford/Peter Pratt/Alan Styler/The New Symphony Orchestra Of London/Isidore Godfrey

I am so proud

If I allowed

My family pride

To be my guide

I'd volunteer

To quit this sphere

Instead of you

In a minute or two

But family pride

Must be denied

And set aside

And mortified

And mortified

My brain it teams

With endless schemes

Both good and new

For titipu

For titipu

But if I flit

The benefit

That I'd diffuse

The town would lose

Now every man

To aid his clan

Should plot and plan

As best he can

I heard one day

A gentleman say

That criminals who

Are cut in two

Can hardly feel

The fatal steel

And so are slain

Are slain without much pain

If this is true

It's jolly for you

Your courage screw

To bid us adieu

I am so proud

If I allowed

My family pride

To be my guide

I'd volunteer

To quit this sphere

Instead of you

In a minute or two

And so

Although

I'm ready to go

Yet recollect

'Twere disrespect

Did I neglect

To thus effect

This aim direct

So I object

And so

Although

I wish to go

And greatly pine

To brightly shine

And take the line

Of a hero fine

With grief condign

I must decline

And go

And show

Both friend and foe

How much you dare

I'm quite aware

It's your affair

Yet I declare

I'd take your share

But I don't much care

I'd take your share

I must decline

But I don't much care

I must decline

I'd take your share

I must decline

I'd take your share

So I object

I must decline

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock

In a pestilential prison with a life-long lock

Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock

In a pestilential prison with a life-long lock

Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block

A dull dark dock a life-long lock

A short sharp shock a big black block

To sit in solemn silence in a pestilential prison

And awaiting the sensation

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block