**Lines in brackets are from the original London cast recording and have since been cut.**
Pirate Crew -
Growltiger was a Bravo cat who travelled on a barge:
In fact he was the roughest cat who ever roamed at large.
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims,
Rejoicing in his title of
"The Terror of the Thames".
Pirate Crew -
His manner and appearance did not calculate to please;
His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees;
One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why,
And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye.
The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame;
At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name.
They would fortify the hen-house, lock up the silly goose,
When the rumour ran along the shore: GROWLTIGER'S ON
Pirate 1 (Skimbleshanks) -
Woe to the weak canary that fluttered from its cage
Grumbuskin (Munkustrap) -
Woe to the pampered Pekinese that faced Growltiger's rage;
Pirate 2 -
Woe to the bristly bandicoot that lurks on foreign ships,
Pirate 3 (Victor) -
And woe to any cat with whom Growltiger came to grips!
Pirate Crew -
But most to cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed;
To cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed.
The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear-
Because it was a Siamese that mauled his missing ear.
Now on a peaceful summer night, all nature seemed at play.
The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molesey
All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide-
And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side.
(His bucko mate, GRUMBUSKIN, long since had disappeared,
For to The Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard
And his bosun, TUMBLEBRUTUS, he too had stol'n away-
In the yard behind The Lion he was prowling for his prey).
In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sat alone,
Concentrating his attention on the lady GRIDDLEBONE.
And my raffish crew lay sleeping in their barrels and their
As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their
Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone,
And the lady seemed enraptured by my manly baritone.
Disposed to relaxation and awaiting no surprise-
But the moonlight shone reflected from a thousand bright
And closer still and closer the sampans circled round,
And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound.
The foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving
And the lovers sang their last duet, in danger of their lives
(insert The Ballad of Billy McCaw or In Quella Tepida Notte)
Then GHENGIS gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde;
With a frightful burst of fireworks the Chinks they swarmed
Abandoning their sampans, their pullaways and junks,
They battened down the hatches on the crew within their
Then Griddlebone she gave a screech for she was badly
I'm sorry to admit it, but she quickly disappeared.
She probably escaped with ease, I'm sure she was not
But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround.
The ruthless foe pressed forward, in stubborn rank on rank;
Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank.
He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop,
At the end of all his crimes was forced to go ker-flip, ker-flop.
Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the
At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the strand.
Rats were roasted whole at Brentford, and at Victoria Dock,
And a day of celebration was commanded in Bangkok.