Lyrics:

Widow corney

(Spoken) We must retireve that boy, Mr. Bumble.

Mr. bumble

(Spoken) We must indeed ma'am. We must indeed.

BOTH

(Sung) Oliver! Oliver!

Widow corney

That was the mite
With the large appetite

BOTH

(Sung) Oliver! Oliver!

Mr. bumble

Apparently he's from a rich family!

Widow corney

And to think we
Nearly
Stupidly went and lost track of him...

Mr. bumble

If the truth were
Know we
Both were delighted at seeing the back of him.

BOTH

(Sung) Oliver! Oliver!

Mr. bumble

What'll we do...?

Widow corney

We must give him his due...

BOTH

...And we'll praise the day
Somebody gave us

Mr. bumble

Raise the flags

Widow corney

Coming to save us

BOTH

Cash rewards

Mr. bumble

Plus a promotion

Widow corney

Who'd have thought?

Mr. bumble

Hadn't a notion

BOTH

Praise the lord, somebody brought us O-li-ver!