I wasn't very big, in fact I was quite small,
As I sat on the edge of the kerb, I wished I was tall.
If I was tall I thought, think of the things I could do,
I could become a policeman and arrest you.
I could become a fireman and drive a big truck.
I could become a hero with a bit of luck.
I wouldn';t have to be tall to be a train driver,
But I would have to be brave,
Just like soldiers are when their fighting for their lives to save.
Of course I could become a sailor and sail the ocean wide
And see all the world and watch all the dolphins ride.
I supose I could wear a suit and work in a bank,
But I don't really fancy that to be quite frank.
I m,ight become a mountain climber and climb the highest peaks,
Trouble is, I might have to stay out in the cold snow for weeks.
No, I don't fancy any of them really, I think I'll stay as I am.
Playing here on the kerb with my cars,
Yes, I think I'll stay a child as long as I can.
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