A Cock‐Eyed Optimist Songtext
von Lena Horne

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 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 whip-poor-will
Is selling me a bill
And tell 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 suck like a dope
With a thing called hope
And I can't get it into my heart

Not this heart