Текст песни Schwartz Stephen - All For The Best
Schwartz Stephen - All For The Best слова песни
When you feel sad, or under a curseYour life is bad, your prospects are worseYour wife is sighing, crying,And your olive tree is dying,Temples are graying, and teeth are decayingAnd creditors weighing your purse...Your mood and your robeAre both a deep blueYou`d bet that JobHad nothin` on you...Don`t forget that when you get toHeaven you`ll be blessed..Yes, it`s all for the best...Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please,Richer than the bees are in honeyNever growing old, never feeling coldPulling pots of gold from thin airThe best in every town, best at shaking downBest at making mountains of moneyThey can`t take it with them, but what do they care?They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seatHouses on the street where it`s sunny..Summers at the sea, winters warm and freeAll of this and we get the rest...But who is the land for? the sun and the sand for?You guessed! It`s all for the best...Don`t forget that when you get to Heaven you`ll be blessed!Yes, it`s all for the.....(all your wrongs will be redressed..)Yes, it`s all for the.....(you must never be distressed....)Yes, it`s all for the.....(someone`s got to be oppressed!)Yes, it`s all for the best!!!