It's a mean old world that we're living in
It's full of heartbreak hate and sin
But I love each mountain rock and grain of sand
Each morsel of the fertile land
The oceans rivers creeks and seas
The flowers and the weeds and the grass and the trees

It's a mean old world but I don't wanna die
I want to live as the ages roll by
I love the fish that swim and the birds that fly
The moon and the sun and the stars in the sky
The rain and the snow and the day and the night
The red and the yellow and the black and the white
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It's a mean old world it it just can't last
One of these days there'll be a big big blast
Then the rocks and the mountains and fertile land
Will all be small as a grain of sand
The fish and the birds and the grass will die
So will the flowers and so will I

It's a mean old world it's a mean old world
It's a mean old world it's a mean old world