I never did what I was told I liked to have my way. I'd never come when I was called That was my golden rule Let me tell you what became of me I grew up to be a mule. --- Instrumental --- When I was only very young I used to tell such tales I never liked to wash my face I'd even bite my nails. I'd never want to go to bed Now kids you please note Let me tell you what became of me I grew up to be a goat. (He grew up to be a goat.) When I was still a little boy I thought I knew it all I never listened to my folks Now pride must have a fall. I really thought I was so smart As crafty as a fox Let me tell you what became of me I grew up to be (an ox.) --- Instrumental --- Now if you would escape my fate And never be a mule If you don??t want to be like me An ox, a goat, or a fool.
Remember what I told to you And heed all my advice Let me tell you what'll become of you You'll grow up to be, quit nice...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.