I have sailed the world
Beheld its wonders
From the pearls of Spain
To the rubies of Tibet
But not even in London
Have I seen such a wonder

Lady, look at me, look at me, miss, oh
Look at me, please, oh
Favor me, favor me with your glance
Ah, miss
What do you, what do you see up
There in those trees, oh
Won't you give, won't you give me a chance?

Who would sail to Spain
For all its wonders
When in Kearney's Lane
Lies the greatest wonder yet?

Ah, miss
Look at you, look at you pale and
Ivory-skinned, oh
Look at you looking so sad, so queer
Promise
Not to retreat to the darkness
Back of your window
Not 'til you, not 'til you look down here
Look at me

Green finch and linnet bird
Nightingale, blackbird
(Look at me) teach me how to sing
If I cannot fly
Let me sing (look at me)

Alms!
Alms!
For a miserable woman
Beg your pardon, it's you, sir
Thank yer, thank yer kindly
Hey! Hoy! Sailor boy!
Want it snuggly harbored?
Open me gate but dock it straight
I see it lists to starboard

Right, right, right, here, here, off with you!
Off with you!

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim