Foundling

Foundling i am your mother Your absent and virtueless mother I cast you away like Moses That you might be saved from the tarnish of me And grow strong in this golden century I fled here with this token To Londen my young heart all broken Your father knew not of his duty A dog nights 1741 Lords and ladies moseying on White bull red bull archery A cruel fancy that parted you and me For godless he, unable I If fortune could have favors gave I'd surely give my girl the best and keep her safe upon my breast. Mother i do not know you I have no love where most should find An expectation of labor Merchants have paid their charity to make use of me on land on sea I.m fashioned from sequinned philanthropy It's the fashion to care about children you see No mother. i have no mother just me If fortune has a granted My father would have I have a child but not so you The choice you made was for me too Foundling don't be so hastey Before i knew of the life in my womb Your father left me and now i know why Rather than deal me his true fate So that i might detest him When he was gone Better a black heart then one full of pain From his future in war He loved me And i loved him Mother how could you know this Please tell me he vame vack and found you now Foundling there's someone to meet you Your father's brother To tell you all that you wonder To tell you And to honor his dying wishes That you and I might united be