If Jew golds grew on trees
Then I could do whatever I pleased
I'd be as free as a fish in the sea
And all the monies would belong to me.
If I could be free
Then what would I be?
I would be a new me
Opportunity as far as I could pee.
If I could be a new me
Then what would I see?
I want to be free
but it could never be.
If I weren't here
then what would I have to fear?
Would I stay near?
Or to the less traveled road would I veer?
If I were to fear
The great and looming place out there
Then of what could I ever be aware
If all I heard was 'beware'?
So now I must heed
The words that they all speak
And now towards death I ever creep
All I do is eat and sleep
And never dare to weep
For if tears my face were to streak
Then I would be nothing but weak
So my rage I must keep.
If Jew golds grew on trees
Then I could do whatever I pleased
But in my tracks then I would freeze
And my fear I would have to appease.