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When the sky is a bright canary yellow
I forget ev'ry cloud i've ever seen,
So they called me a cockeyed optimist
Immature and incurably green.

I have heard people rant and rave and bellow
That we're done and we might as well be dead,
But i'm only a cockeyed optimist
And i can't get it into my head.

I hear the human race
Is fallin' on its face
And hasn't very far to go,
But ev'ry whippoorwill
Is sellin' me a bill,
And tellin' me it just ain't so.

I could say life is just a bowl of jello
And appear more intelligent and smart,
But i'm stuck like a dope
With a thing called hope,
And i can't get it out of my heart!
Not this heart...

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