Letras
Parting in your hair
It's hardly ever there, wash your face
Shabby in your dress
Always look a mess, don't you care?
Mama's there to see you always look your best
Change your dirty vest
And 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
Torn your shirt again (You're still there)
Fighting in the rain with what's-his-name
Shoe black on your face (You'll never change)
You're really a disgrace, mama 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
Everywhere you go
People bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king