It's A Great Big World

I bought a bonnet to suit my face

I had my petticoat trimmed with lace

I looked at the mirror, around I twirled

And then I went out in the wide, wide world

I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet

I saw them all kneeling at my feet

I can't understand it, my hair is all curled

But my goodness me, it's a great big world

And it's a cold, cold, cold and we'll soon be old

Alas and a lack, it's a great big world.

I learned to sew and I learned to bake

I even frosted an angel cake

On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in

My house was as neat as a brand new pin

I thought by learning each social grace

A chap might learn to forget my face

I can't understand it, I've knitted and pearled

But my goodness me it's a great big world!

I had no petticoat trimmed with lace

My angel cake was a sure disgrace

My face was my fortune, my mother said

And my dancing slippers of bright, bright red.

A million miles I've danced or more

In hopes Prince Charming would cross the floor

I can't understand it, I've Waltzed and I've whirled

But my goodness me, it's a great big world.

But I'll keep on knitting and doing it well

My slippers are one thing I never will sell

My petticoat's waiting, because who can tell?

It's a great big world, it's a great big world.