The Goblin Who Wanted To Sing

I’m a little goblin

Living underground

I got crooked teeth And a funny little sound

They say, “Goblin, stop!

Goblins don’t sing!”

But every night

I hear something ring…

They threw rotten apples They called me a freak

I sang through a broken tooth Three nights a week

I don’t want their gold

I don’t want their crown

I just want a stage

And a microphone now

Maybe I’m ugly

Maybe I’m strange

But when I open my mouth

I feel something change

I WANNA SING!

I WANNA SING!

Who cares if I’m a goblin?

Let me sing!

I don’t need gold

I don’t need a crown

Just give me a stage And turn it up loud!

I’m just a goblin With a song in my heart

Laugh if you want

I’ll still play my part!

I climbed from my cave

I walked into town

I found a big stage With bright lights all around

The humans all stared I swallowed my fear

I grabbed the microphone… And sang so clear.

Nobody laughed…

Nobody moved…

Then one little voice said—

“Sing it again.”

So I did.

And suddenly…

The whole room sang with me.

I WANNA SING!

I WANNA SING!

Let the whole world hear This goblin sing!

I don’t need gold

I don’t need a crown

I found my voice And I won’t put it down!

I’m just a goblin

But now I know— A dream is a dream

No matter who you are.

They said goblins don’t sing…

So I sang louder.