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I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep All black from head to
footFrom climbing in them chimneysAnd 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
bearThat follows him around.And he lifts his big foot up;He puts
his big foot downAnd 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 cheeseAnd 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...)
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