Always look on the bright
side of life
Always look on the bright
side of life

Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse

When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumbl, give a whistle.
And this'll help things turn out for the best.

Always look on the bright
side of life
Always look on the bright
side of life

If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and
smile and dance and sing.

When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle
that's the thing.

So always look on the
bright side of death
Just before you draw
your terminal breath,

Life's a counterfeit
When you look at it,
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.

You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

Always look on the bright
side of life,
Always look on the bright
side of life

All in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen
He sent his servant to the town
A place where she did dwell in
Said master dear, has sent me here
If your name be Barbara Allen
Then slowly, slowly she got up
And slowly she went to him
And all she said, when there she came
was, Young man I think you're dying
Don't you remember the other night
when we were in the tavern
You drank a toast to the ladies there
And slighted Barbara Allen
He turned his face unto the wall
He turned his back upon her
Adieu, adieu, to all my friends
And be kind, be kind, to Barbara Allen
As she was wandering by the fields
She heard the death bells melling
And every note, did seem to say
Hard hearted Barbara Allen


The more it tolled the more she grieved
She bursted out a crying
Oh pick me up and carry me home
I feel that I am dying
They buried Willy in the old churchyard
And Barbara in the new o'ne
And from Willy's grave, there grew a rose
Out of Barbara Allen's a briar
They grew and grew in the old churchyard
Till they could grow no higher
And there they tied in a true lover's knot
The red rose and the briar