I’d range my toy soldiers before the fire Vast armies of plastic in green and grey With the cannon blasting the enemy - A glorious victory again today!
If I were a boy
I’d eat my morning cereal with Robin Hood Propped up in his Whitman book before me Its pages open to an England where Every day is summer, green upon the lea
If I were a boy
My mother would remind me, to my sorrow That I have a ‘rithmetic test tomorrow