Swinging on a Star Songtext
von Joanie Bartels
Swinging on a Star Songtext
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny and his brain is weak
He′s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig
A pig is an animal with dirt on it's face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He′s fat and lazy and extremly rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish
A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook
He can′t write his name or read a book
To fool up people is his only thought
And though he′s slippery he still gets caught
But if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
And all the monkeys aren't in a zoo
Every day you meet one or two
So you see it′s all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swinging on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny and his brain is weak
He′s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig
A pig is an animal with dirt on it's face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He′s fat and lazy and extremly rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish
A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook
He can′t write his name or read a book
To fool up people is his only thought
And though he′s slippery he still gets caught
But if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
And all the monkeys aren't in a zoo
Every day you meet one or two
So you see it′s all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swinging on a star
Writer(s): Johnny Burke, Jimmy Heusen-van Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com