Album Name : South Pacific (Original 1949 Broadway Cast Recording)
Release Date : 2012-10-16
Song Duration : 1:43
Richard Rodgers Cockeyed Optimist
When the skies is a bright canary yellow
I forget every 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 falling on its face
And hasn't very far to go,
But every whippoorwill
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...