Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When a Grow Up, artist - Shirley Temple.
Date of issue: 17.07.2013
Song language: English
When a Grow Up |
I get a terr’ble awful ache |
'specially when it rains. |
At first I was a 'fraidy cat |
But now I know it’s growing pains. |
Gosh! |
oh gee! |
oh can’t you see, |
I’ll soon be grown up tall, |
So I’ve got to think what I will be When I’m no longer small. |
When I grow up In a year or two or three, |
I’ll be happy as can be Like a birdie in a tree. |
When I grow up There’s a lot I want to do. |
I will have real dollies too, |
Like the woman in the shoe! |
I want to be a teacher so the children can say, |
Teacher dear |
The gangs all here |
With apples today. |
When I grow up I will have a big surprise, |
For I’ll bake the kind of pies, |
That’ll make you roll your eyes. |
And if you see |
That you need some company, |
You can call me up and I’ll come down |
When I grow up! |
When I am sweet sixteen I’m going to a ball, |
Of all the ladies there I’d like to be the best of all; |
I’ll wear a dress of silver and lace, they’ll call me Princess Curly, |
I’ll be like Cinderella 'cept I won’t run home so early. |
I want to meet a handsome prince with a uniform of gold, |
But I won’t lose my slipper 'cause my tootsies might get cold. |
I’ll talk with queens and dance with kings like a little princess would; |
If I could only do these things, I promise I’ll be good. |
When I am twenty-one I wish that I could look |
Like the picture that I saw in a pretty story book; |
A laur little girls were standing there much tinier than me And they all carried baskets, they looked happy as can be, |
Every one was smiling and having lots of fun; |
I wish that I could be like that when I am twenty-one. |
When I get very very old I’ll stay at home all day, |
But I haven’t quite made up my mind,-- it’s much too far away. |
I think that I would like to be like the lady on the wall, |
She looks so nice and comfy in her rocking chair 'n' all. |
With that little cap upon her head she looks real pretty, too, |
I like her long and funny dress, I like her hair, don’t you? |
It must be oh,-- so quiet you can hear the tick of the clock, |
But it must be fun to have nothing to do but rock, and rock, and rock. |