If I had my life to live over...
I'd be a fisherman's son
I'd search to whole world over
to find where the marlin run.
I'd catch and skin them and sell them
and I'd save up all of my gold
To keep my happy and warm at night
when I'm a hundred years old
If I had my life to live over
I'd be a tinker's right hand
I'd pound out gold and silver
and trinkets all fine and grand.
And I'd give them all to the ladies
to make them look their best-
And one I would dress up in diamonds
and dream upon her breast
If I had my life to live over
I might be a guard for the Queen
I'd be the very best soldier
her regiment ever has seen.
And I would die in battle
And I'd lie in the foggy dew
And the Queen would cry and bid my goodbye
with metals all shinny and new.
Well, I cannot live my life over
but I do not care to try-
for all of my wishing and dreaming, well-
at least I gave it a try.
And as long as I go on dreaming
and thinking what I'd like to be
I will be it all in the end,
and it will all end up to be me.