Old Man Sunshine, listen, you,
Never tell me dreams come true,
Just try it, and I`ll start a riot,
Beatrice Fairfax don`t you dare,
Ever tell me she will care,
I`m certain, It`s the final cutain.
Don`t want to hear from and cheerful Pollyannas,
Who tell me love will find a way, it`s all bananas.
They`re writing songs of love, but not for me,
A lucky star`s above, but not for me,
With love to lead the way,
I found more clouds of grey,
Than any Russian play could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall, and get that way,
Hi ho! Alas! And also Lack a day!
Although I can`t dismiss,
The memory of her kiss,
I guess she`s not for me.
It all began so well, but what an end,
This is the time a fella needs a friend,
When every happy plot,
Ends in a marriage knot,
And there`s no knot for me.