We must retrieve that boy, Mr. Bumble We must indeed, ma'am, we must indeed Oliver, Oliver, that was the mite with the large appetite Oliver, Oliver, apparently, he's from a rich family And to think we nearly stupidly went and lost track of him If the truth were known, we both were delighted at seeing the back of him Oliver, Oliver, what'll we do? We must give him his due And we'll praise the day somebody gave us Raise the flags, coming to save us, cash rewards Plus a promotion, who'd have thought? Hadn't a notion Praise the Lord, somebody brought us Oliver