Lyrics Cockeyed Optimist (guitar version) - Nancy Sinatra

When the sky is a bright canary yellow
I forget every cloud I′ve ever seen
So they call me a cockeyed optimist
Immature and incurably green
I have heard people rant and rave and bellow
That we're done and we might as well be dead
But I′m only a cockeyed optimist
And I can't get it into my head
Now I hear the human race is falling on its face
And hasn't very far to go
But every whippoorwill is selling me a bill
And telling me, well it just ain′t so
I could say life is just a bowl of Jello
And appear more intelligent and smart
But I′m stuck like a dope with a thing called hope
And I can't get it out of my heart
Not this heart
Not this heart