I Grew Up

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.

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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.)

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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...

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