Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The King's Parade
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olivier Corpe
Songwriter
Christopher Brent
Songwriter
Thomas English
Songwriter
Samuel Rooney
Songwriter
Lyrics
I am living the dream,
Of a music man,
I've got my hand me downs,
And my tin cans.
Mumma told me some day son,
You'll make your name,
Until that day comes,
As bunched up letters it stays...
Oh am I a fool,
For living this way?
I'm hanging on to the fine line of hope,
And the thread's letting loose.
I'm drowning my words,
In the sea where I swim,
I'm not treading water,
But I'm sinking within.
I am living the dream,
Of a music man,
I've got my hand me downs,
And my tin cans,
Mumma told me some day son,
You'll make your name,
But until that day comes,
As bunched up letters it stays...
So please Mumma tell me,
How long will I need,
Before I'm sitting back down,
Thinking about how, all the things might have been?
I am living the dream,
Of a music man,
I've got my hand me downs,
And my tin cans,
Mumma told me some day son,
You'll make your name,
But until that day comes,
As bunched up letters it stays...
I am living the dream,
And I can't look back
I've had my brings my downs
But I'm past that
It's a taken so long but
Mamma told me so that
Your time will come for ya babe
It's coming for ya
Living the dream
Of a music man
Rid me of these hand me downs
I'm way past that
Mamma told me some day son
When will that day come
And I don't need to say to you
Mamma oh mamma!
I am living the dream,
Of a music man,
I've got my hand me downs,
And my tin cans,
Mumma told me some day son,
You'll make your name,
But until that day comes,
As bunched up letters it stays...
I am living the dream,
Of a music man,
I've got my hand me downs,
And my tin cans,
Mumma told me some day son,
You'll make your name,
But until that day comes,
As bunched up letters it stays...
Writer(s): Thomas English, Christopher James Brent, Olivier James Corpe, Samuel Casey Rooney
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