(Music: Alice May, Words: Alice May)
Joyce had her birthday, she was such a dear.
Oh, you could hear her singing.
She got a bird, she'll never forget.
Next morning, it's sad, the bird it was dead.
Chorus
What a world, what a world.
Things that happen, sometimes are hard to understand.
Honestly,
what are we without a helping hand.
People I knew, remember so well,
the day that the bell was ringing.
't was for the greatest person we knew.
We all felt so blue, there was nothing to do.
Don't get upset about things that I say.
It's only my way of living.
Maybe I'm gloomy and maybe I'm not.
I just care a lot, can't help it, oh God...
Joyce had her birthday, she was such a dear.
Oh, you could hear her singing.
She got a bird, she'll never forget.
Next morning, it's sad, the bird it was dead.
Chorus
What a world, what a world.
Things that happen, sometimes are hard to understand.
Honestly,
what are we without a helping hand.
People I knew, remember so well,
the day that the bell was ringing.
't was for the greatest person we knew.
We all felt so blue, there was nothing to do.
Don't get upset about things that I say.
It's only my way of living.
Maybe I'm gloomy and maybe I'm not.
I just care a lot, can't help it, oh God...