I'D LIKE TO BE A LION.
I'd like to be a lion,
For I'd have friends galore,
They'd come from far to visit me
And shake my mighty paw;
And all my faults would dwindle
Before their tolerant eyes,
And all my little virtues grow
To a colossal size.
For I'd have friends galore,
They'd come from far to visit me
And shake my mighty paw;
And all my faults would dwindle
Before their tolerant eyes,
And all my little virtues grow
To a colossal size.
I'd like to be a lion,
What lessons I could teach,
I'd use my claws on all the knaves
Who came within my reach;
The mean, the base, the cruel,
Should quail beneath my wrath,
Until the boldest villain
Would fear to cross my path.
What lessons I could teach,
I'd use my claws on all the knaves
Who came within my reach;
The mean, the base, the cruel,
Should quail beneath my wrath,
Until the boldest villain
Would fear to cross my path.
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