歌词
A Cock-Eyed Optimist (South Pacific)
When the sky is a bright canary yellow
I forget ev'ry cloud I've ever seen,
So they call 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 whip-poor-will is selling me a bill,
And telling 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,