Dancing Bear

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

Whose 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 our 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

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

Whose 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'd rather be the gypsy