All black from head to foot
From climbing in them chimneys
And cleaning out that soot.
With a broom and ladder and pail,
The darkened walls I scale---
And far.. And high... I see a patch of sky.
I'd rather be the gypsy
(I'd rather be the gypsy)
Whose camped at the edge of town---
(Camped at the edge of town)
The one who has the dancing bear
That follows him around.
And he lifts his big foot up;
He puts his big foot down
And bows... And twirls...
And dances 'round and 'round.
I found I was a cabin boy last night as I did dream---
Bound upon a magic ship for a land I'd never seen.
And the moon she filled our sails;
And the stars they steered out course;
And on our bow there was a golden horse.
The queen eats fruit and candy; the bishop nuts and cheese
And when I am a grown man, I'll taste just what I please---
The honey from the bee, the shellfish from the sea,
The earth, the wind, a girl, someone to share these things with me.
I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep, etc...
(I'd rather be the gypsy, etc...)
(I dreamed I was a cabin boy, etc...)
I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep All black from head to foot From climbing in them chimneys And cleaning out that soot. With a broom and ladder and pail, The darkened walls I scale--- And far.. And high... I see a patch of sky. I'd rather be the gypsy (I'd rather be the gypsy) Whose camped at the edge of town--- (Camped at the edge of town) The one who has the dancing bear That follows him around. And he lifts his big foot up; He puts his big foot down And bows... And twirls... And dances 'round and 'round. I found I was a cabin boy last night as I did dream--- Bound upon a magic ship for a land I'd never seen. And the moon she filled our sails; And the stars they steered out course; And on our bow there was a golden horse. The queen eats fruit and candy; the bishop nuts and cheese And when I am a grown man, I'll taste just what I please--- The honey from the bee, the shellfish from the sea, The earth, the wind, a girl, someone to share these things with me. I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep, etc... (I'd rather be the gypsy, etc...) (I dreamed I was a cabin boy, etc...) Explain Request ×
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