Classic Poem

VERSE

Not that I'm a Punchinello,
Just an optimistic fellow
With a lot of very mellow
Music in my soul.
Not that I'm a Pollyanna
Shoutin' out a loud Hozanna,
It's my singing heart I can't control.

REFRAIN

I hear music,
Mighty fine music,
The murmur of a morning breeze up there,
The rattle of the milkman on the stair.
Sure that's music,
Mighty fine music,
The singing of a sparrow in the sky,
The perking of the coffee right nearby.
There's my favorite melody,
You, my angel, phoning me.
I hear music,
Mighty fine music,
And any time I think my world is wrong,
I get me out of bed and sing this song.