When the news is all bad
When you're sour and blue
When you start to get mad
You should do what I do
Tell yourself
How lucky you are
When your life's going wrong
When the fates are unkind
When you're limping along
And get kicked from behind
Tell yourself how lucky you are
Why decry a cloudy sky
An empty purse, a crazy universe?
My philosophy is simply
Things could be worse
So be happy you're here
Think of life as a thrill
And if worse comes to worse
(As we all know it will)
Thank your lucky star
You've gotten this far
And tell yourself how lucky you are
How lucky, how lucky, how lucky
How lucky, how lucky, how lucky you are
That bird let that clover
Drop somewhere inside
Of a great patch of clovers
One hundred miles wide
I'll find it, I'll find it, I'll find it or bust
I shall find my friends on their small speck of dust
Yes, clover by clover by clover with care
I'll listen and I'll call, are you there? Are you there?

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