Here I am singing one of my favorite songs– a song I live by!
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Sorry if you felt left out of that video. I will have to learn how to caption my videos. In the meantime, here are the lyrics to “Cockeyed Optimist,” from the musical South Pacific, music by Richard Rogers and lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein III:
When the sky is a bright canary yellow,
I forget every 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.
(Refrain)
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!
September 3rd, 2006 at 1:11 pm
Hey, where is the captions or your ASL skills so that I can see how cute you are?
R-
September 5th, 2006 at 12:10 pm
Ricky,
Sorry if you felt left out of that video. I will have to learn how to caption my videos. In the meantime, here are the lyrics to “Cockeyed Optimist,” from the musical South Pacific, music by Richard Rogers and lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein III:
When the sky is a bright canary yellow,
I forget every 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.
(Refrain)
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!
Daniel