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