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
