Stripped down offering of Big Wide World.
Asked a porter where we'd be by tomorrow morning
He said listen son, you'd better find your way back home
I said hold on up, I didn't ask for any warning
It's a big wide world and I'll make it on my own
So don't you shoot me down if I ask for your suggestions
Don't tell me where to go cos I'm heading someplace else
And you can save your breath, don't ask me any questions
Stay put until I ask your help
Don't you try to stack me on a shelf
It's a big wide world and I'll make it by myself
He said listen son, your living in a dream
When you get our there, you'll find out that you're wrong
It might look so good, but nothing;s what it seems
It's a cruel world, d'you think your hard enough to get along
Well I said, there's too many people put off by their failure
They crawl back home inside their garden gate
They sit and criticise you from their own soft corner
What I dislike most is waste
Too many people they just love to hate
Why is this big, wide world such a sad small-minded place
So when that train rolls off I know that I'll be on it
And no amount of persuasion's gonna put me off
So you can keep your advice, cos mister, I don't want it
when that train rolls down the track
I know I won't be looking back
It's a big wide world, my bags are packed
