Frank Sinatra

Would you like to swing on a star

(Or would you like to swing on a star)

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a mule?

(Or would you rather be a pig?

Or would you rather be a fish?)

A mule is an animal with long funny ears

Kicks up at anything he hears

His back is brawny and his brain is weak

He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak

And by the way, if you hate to go to school

You may grow up to be a mule.

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook

He can't write his name or read a book

And to fool the people is his only thought

And though he's slippery, he still gets caught

But then if that sort of life is what you wish

You may grow up to be a fish.

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo

Every day you meet quite a few

So you see it's all up to you

You can be better than you are

You could be swingin' on a star.

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face

His shoes are a terrible disgrace

He ain't got no manners when he eats his food

He's fat and lazy and extremely rude

But if you don't care a feather or a fig

You may grow up to be a pig.

I've lived a life that's full.

I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;

But more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.

Lovers at first sight, in love forever.

It turned out so right,

For strangers in the night.

I got no lock on the door, that's no way to be

They can steal the rug from the floor, that's OK with me

'cause the things that I prize, like the stars in the skies, are all free.

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels;

And not the words of one who kneels.

Dream when you're feeling blue.

Dream, that's the thing to do.