Kind soul, kind soul, pennies for my begging bowl London stones, hard and cold When you're up in the morning early Here's my babes to catch your eye Sick they are, no wonder why Hard heart, you pass me by Up in the morning early The party rings with merriment and laughter Locked outside are we for ever after Singing Hope And Glory, glory Lords, commons, ministries Thought you'd seen the last of me No such thing as poverty Wealth for all and liberty Youth and gold, how they shine Bright toys they make you blind Out of sight and out of mind Are the beggars up so early Through the night we fall without a number 'Round your door in rags and bags we slumber Singing Hope And Glory, glory Kind soul, kind soul, pennies for my begging bowl London stones, hard and cold Up in the morning early When you're up in the morning early