Lirik Lagu When I Grow Up - Shirley Temple
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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I get a terr'ble awful ache'specially when it rains.At first I was a 'fraidy catbut now I know it's growing pains.Gosh! oh gee! oh can't you see,I'll soon be grown up tall,So I've got to think what I will bewhen I'm no longer small.
When I grow upin a year or two or three,I'll be happy as can belike a birdie in a tree.
When I grow upthere's a lot I want to do.I will have real dollies too,Like the woman in the shoe!
I want to be a teacher so the children can say,Teacher dearthe gangs all herewith apples today.
When I grow upI will have a big surprise,For I'll bake the kind of pies,that'll make you roll your eyes.And if you seethat you need some company,You can call me up and I'll come downwhen I grow up!.
When I am sweet sixteen I'm going to a ball,Of all the ladies there I'd like to be the best of all;I'll wear a dress of silver and lace, they'll call me Princess Curly,I'll be like Cinderella 'cept I won't run home so early.I want to meet a handsome prince with a uniform of gold,But I won't lose my slipper 'cause my tootsies might get cold.I'll talk with queens and dance with kings like a little princess would;If I could only do these things, I promise I'll be good.
When I am twenty-one I wish that I could lookLike the picture that I saw in a pretty story book;A laur little girls were standing there much tinier than meAnd they all carried baskets, they looked happy as can be,Every one was smiling and having lots of fun;I wish that I could be like that when I am twenty-one.
When I get very very old I'll stay at home all day,But I haven't quite made up my mind,-- it's much too far away.I think that I would like to be like the lady on the wall,She looks so nice and comfy in her rocking chair 'n' all.With that little cap upon her head she looks real pretty, too,I like her long and funny dress, I like her hair, don't you?It must be oh,-- so quiet you can hear the tick of the clock,But it must be fun to have nothing to do but rock, and rock, and rock.
When I grow upin a year or two or three,I'll be happy as can belike a birdie in a tree.
When I grow upthere's a lot I want to do.I will have real dollies too,Like the woman in the shoe!
I want to be a teacher so the children can say,Teacher dearthe gangs all herewith apples today.
When I grow upI will have a big surprise,For I'll bake the kind of pies,that'll make you roll your eyes.And if you seethat you need some company,You can call me up and I'll come downwhen I grow up!.
When I am sweet sixteen I'm going to a ball,Of all the ladies there I'd like to be the best of all;I'll wear a dress of silver and lace, they'll call me Princess Curly,I'll be like Cinderella 'cept I won't run home so early.I want to meet a handsome prince with a uniform of gold,But I won't lose my slipper 'cause my tootsies might get cold.I'll talk with queens and dance with kings like a little princess would;If I could only do these things, I promise I'll be good.
When I am twenty-one I wish that I could lookLike the picture that I saw in a pretty story book;A laur little girls were standing there much tinier than meAnd they all carried baskets, they looked happy as can be,Every one was smiling and having lots of fun;I wish that I could be like that when I am twenty-one.
When I get very very old I'll stay at home all day,But I haven't quite made up my mind,-- it's much too far away.I think that I would like to be like the lady on the wall,She looks so nice and comfy in her rocking chair 'n' all.With that little cap upon her head she looks real pretty, too,I like her long and funny dress, I like her hair, don't you?It must be oh,-- so quiet you can hear the tick of the clock,But it must be fun to have nothing to do but rock, and rock, and rock.
