A Cock Eyed Optimist

A Cock-Eyed Optimist - Milos Vujovic

When the skies are brighter 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 it's face

And hasn't very far to go

Yes 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

No not this heart

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

No Not this heart