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I want to be a climber,

of mountains way up high.
Climb all the way up to the top
above the cloudy sky.
Pilots in the airplanes,
wave as they fly by.
I want to be a climber,
of mountains way up high

I want to be a sailor,
a sailor of the sea.
Sailing under clear blue skies,
to see what I can see
Treasures on the island,
waiting there for me.
‘I want to be a sailor,
a sailor of the sea

I want to be a cowboy,
that rides across the plains
Me and my trusty horse
Bandit is his name.
We ride in all the rodeos.
Fans call out our name.
I want to be a cowboy,
that rides across the plains

I want to be a fireman,
that wears the big red hat
Driving the firetruck
or riding on the back

Climbing up the ladders
and saving kitty cats
I want to be a fireman,
that wears the big red hat

I want to be an astronaut,
that flies up to the moon
Floating through the universe
I hear there’s lots of room.
Chasing Halley’s comet,
It should be coming soon.
I want to be an astronaut,
that flies up to the moon

I want to be a zoologist,
working with animals at the zoo
Monkeys and Lions,
and hopping kangaroos.
Washing down the elephants
It’s quite a job to do
I want to be a zoologist
working with animals at the zoo

I want to be a horticulturist,

And flowers I would grow.

Roses, tulips and daffodils

And pansies white as snow.

I’d make the world smell wonderful,

With all the seeds I sow.

I want to be a horticulturist,

And flowers I would grow.

I want to be a magician

and make things disappear.

Putting a coin in my mouth

and pull it out my ear.

Or grab a rabbit out of my hat,

it would be a great career.

I want to be a magician

and make things disappear.

I want to be a Dentist,

and cavities, I’d fight.

Teaching all the boys and girls

to brush their teeth at night

I would fix their teeth

and make them straight

so they’re always shining bright.

I want to be a dentist,

and cavities, I’d fight.

I want to be a Writer.

A scholar with a pen.

Writing thrilling novels.

That have a happy end.

Or write a book on unicorns.

Where a reader can pretend.

I want to be a writer.

A scholar with a pen.

I want to be a conservator,
and art I will restore
Broken sculptures
and paintings that are torn
Working in museums
with things that I adore
I want to be a conservator,
and art I will restore