When You Are a King
Parting in your hair
It's hardly ever there
Wash your face
Shabby in your dress
Always look a mess
Don't you care?
Mummy's there to see you
Always look your best
Change your dirty vest
When you grow, you'll be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Tore your shirt again (still the same)
Fighting in the rain
With what's his name
Shoe black on your face (never change)
You're really a disgrace
Mummy smiles and all the while
Because she loves you
She will worry so
And if you're good you know
That when you grow you'll be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
When you are a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
It's hardly ever there
Wash your face
Shabby in your dress
Always look a mess
Don't you care?
Mummy's there to see you
Always look your best
Change your dirty vest
When you grow, you'll be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Tore your shirt again (still the same)
Fighting in the rain
With what's his name
Shoe black on your face (never change)
You're really a disgrace
Mummy smiles and all the while
Because she loves you
She will worry so
And if you're good you know
That when you grow you'll be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
When you are a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Credits
Writer(s): Roger William Hill, John Roger Hill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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