Don't soil your pretty little shoes
The gutter's deep and red
Climb up climb up and ride along with me
the tumbrel driver said But she never said a word
never turned her head Don't soil your pretty little pants
I only go one way
Climb up climb up and ride along with me
There's no gold coach today But she never said a word
never turned her head

Singers, act 1, scene 10 (pp.19-20) - Marat/Sade (1963)