Not While I'm Around

You know, mum...
There's nothing I wouldn't do for you
If there was a monster
Or an ogre
Or anything bad like what was after you...
I'd rip it apart
With my bare fists I would

What a sweet child it is!

Or even if it was just a man...
A man, dear?
A man, what was bad
What might be luring you all unbeknownst into his evil deeds, like?
What is this, what are you talking about?

Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
Nothing's gonna harm you
No sir, not while I'm around

Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
I'm sure they are, dear
I'll send 'em howling I don't care
I've got ways
Of course you do, what a sweet, affectionate child it is

No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there

Demons will charm you with a smile
For a while
But in time
Nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around

What is this foolishness?
What are you talking about?
Little things...
I've been thinking and wondering about
It's him, you see, it's mister Todd!
Oh, I know you fancy him but, but men ain't like women
They ain't like what you can trust
As I've lived and learned!

Not to worry, not to worry
I may not be smart, but I ain't dump!
I can do it, put me to it
Show me something I can overcome
Not to worry, mum

Being close and being clever
Ain't like being true
I don't need to
I would never hide a thing from you
Like some

Now, Toby, dear
Haven't we had enough foolish chatter?
Let's just sit nice and quiet for a bit
I know what Toby deserves...
A nice bon bon!
Here!
Tha-tha-that's Signor Pirelli's purse!
What's that, what was that, dear?
That proves it!
What I've been thinking!
That's his purse!
Silly boy, that's just a silly something Mr. T gave me for my birthday!
Mister Todd gave it to you?
Then how did he get it?
How did he get it?
Bought it, dear, in the pawn shop, dear!
C'mon now!

Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
Nothing's gonna harm you, darling
Not while I'm around

You don't understand!
Two quid was in it, two or three...
The governor giving up his purse
With two quid in it?
Not for a minute, don't you see?
He was in mister Todd's parlor that the governor disappeared!

Boys and their fancies, what will he think of next?
Here, dear
Sit here by Aunt Nellie like a good boy and look at your lovely muffler
How warm it's going to keep you when the days draw in
And it's so becoming on you

Demons will charm you with a smile
For a while
But in time
Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around



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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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