Sunny Disposish (a song with a spot of philosophy)
Any time you hear the thunder rumble down Don't let her tumble down Or castles crumble down If the blues appear just make the best of them Just make a jest of them Don't be possessed of them
At the risk of sounding rather platitudinous Here's what I believe should be the attitude in us
A sunny disposish will always see you through When up above the skies are black, 'stead of being blue Mr. Trouble always makes our faces long But a smile will have him saying "so long"
It really doesn't pay to be a gloomy pill- It's absolutely most redic., positively sill. - The rain may pitter patter, It really doesn't matter; For life can be delish. With a sunny disposish.