Life’s a Funny Proposition After All

By George M. Cohan

On Little Johnny Jones

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(Verse 1)

Did you ever sit and ponder

Sit and wonder, sit and think

Why we're here and what this life is all about?

It's a problem that has driven

Many brainy men to drink

It's the weirdest thing they've tried to figure out

About a thousand diff'rent theories

All the scientists can show

But never yet have proved a reason why

With all we've thought

And all we're taught

Why all we seem to know

Is we're born, live a while, then we die


(Chorus 1)

Life's a very funny proposition after all

Imagination, jealousy, hypocrisy and all

Three meals a day

A whole lot to say;

When you haven't got the coin, you're always in the way

Ev'rybody's fighting as we wend our way along

Ev'ry fellow claims the other fellow's in the wrong;

Hurried and worried

Until we're buried

And there's no curtain call

Life's a very funny proposition after all

(Verse 2)

When all things are coming easy

And when luck is with a man

Why then life to him is sunshine ev'rywhere;

Then the fates blow rather breezy

They quite upset a plan

Then he'll cry that life's a burden hard to bear

Though today may be a day of smiles, tomorrow's still in doubt

And what brings me joy, may bring you care and woe;

We're born to die, but don't know why, or what it's all about

And the more we try to learn the less we know


(Chorus 2)

Life's a very funny proposition, you can bet

And no one's ever solved the problem properly as yet

Young for a day

Then old and gray;

Like the rose that buds and blooms and fades and falls away

Losing health

To gain our wealth

As through this dream we tour

Ev'rything's a guess and nothing's absolutely sure;

Battles exciting and fates we're fighting until the curtain falls

Life's a very funny proposition after all