Bold Turpin - Bridge, John Frederick

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"Inscribed to his friend, E. H. Turpin Esq., Hon. Sec. College of Organists. Romance song sung by Sam Weller in Pickwick Papers."

◈ Genre → Partsongs

♯ Key E- major

⁄ Time Signature 6/8

♬ Voicing → SATB,ATTB

◆ Difficulty

Intermediate

↕ Range F2 – C5

¶ Language → English

Measures 133

Texture Homophonic

Parts 6

Instruments Piano

Pages 16

CPDL # 75807

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-09-27

License Personal

♫Pitch Ranges

Alto

G3 – C5

Tenor I

C3 – G4

Tenor II

C3 – F4

Bass

F2 – E-4

Piano

F2 – G4

¶Lyrics / Text

Bold Turpin vance, on Hounslow Heath, His black mare Bess bestrode-er; Ven there he see'd the Bishop's coach Acoming along the roader. So he gallops close to the orse's legs. And he claps his head vithin; And the Bishop says, "Sure as eggs is eggs, This here's the bold Turpin." Says Turpin, "You shall eat you words, With a sarse of leaden bullet;" So he puts a pistol to his mouth, And he fires it down his gullet. The coachman he not likin' the job, Set off at a full gallop, But Dick put a couple of balls in his nob, And pervailed on him to stop.