Lyrics Sunny Disposish - Bix Beiderbecke with The Jean Goldkette Orchestra, Джордж Гершвин

Sunny Disposish

Anytime the thunder starts to rumble down
Don’t let hope tumble down
Or castles crumble down
If the blues appear, just make the best of them
Just make a jest of them
Don’t be possessed of them
At the risk of sounding rather platitudinous
Here’s what I believe should be the attitude in us:
A sunny disposish
Will always see you through
When you up above the skies are blah
'Stead of being blue
Mister Trouble makes our faces grow long
But a smile will have him saying, «So long!»
It really doesn’t pay
To be a gloomy pill
It’s absolutely most ridic
Positively sil
The rain may pitter-patter
It really doesn’t matter
For life can be delish
With a sunny disposish
Must confess I like your way of viewing it
No use in ruing it
When gloom is bluing it
Taking your advice, the sad and weary’ll
Have no material
To be funereal
It’s a thought that they should be swallowing, my dear
Look at me, already you’ve a following, my dear
A sunny disposish
Will always see you through
When you up above the skies are blah
'Stead of being blue
Mister Trouble makes our faces grow long
But a smile will have him saying, «So long!»
It really doesn’t pay
To be a gloomy pill
It’s absolutely most ridic
Positively sil
The rain may pitter-patter
It really doesn’t matter
For life can be delish
With a sunny disposish