I wish I was a tin man
Out there cutting wood;
I\'d rely upon the lube can
To keep my elbows good.
All day I\'d task and toil
Until it\'s time for tea,
And then I\'d take a squirt of oil
To keep my knee joints free.
I\'d dream about a girlfriend
My dreams then turn to dust;
I comprehend at daytime\'s end
I\'m just a heap of rust.
I\'d never find a maid of tin,
It\'s tearing me apart,
As when I search my soul, within,
I find I have no heart.
I wish I was a scarecrow
Out living in a lea.
But all the critters there, though,
Just jest and laugh at me.
I stand about with outspread arms
Scaring off the birds,
I\'m seldom heard around the farms....
I\'m always lost for words.
I dream about a girl of straw
Lithe enough to squeeze;
My dreams then turn to chaff, and so
They blow off in the breeze.
I\'ll never get a spouse of hay,
My dreams swill down the drain;
I wouldn\'t know just what to say
I haven\'t got a brain.
I wish I was a lion. brave,
Roaring mighty roars;
Seeing off my foes to save
The world from mighty wars.
I\'d spend my time a-prowling,
Vaunting round with pride,
Snarling and a-growling....
But all I do is hide.
I wish I had a lioness
To hunt and ply for me;
But that will never be, I guess ~
I\'m cowardly, you see!
I have no courage for to ask
A feline for a date;
I have no luck ~ I have no pluck
I\'ll never find a mate.
So, I wish I was the wizard
To save me from the storm;
My life is such a blizzard,
But who will keep me warm?
I long to be a magic man
The future I\'d foresee....
But then again a better plan,
I\'d rather just be me.
ASJ