(Tom T. Hall)



Now if you want to be happy,let me tell you how to do it

You get up in the morning and you get right to it

You bring home the bacon and you make a little bread

You get a little sleepy and you go back to bed

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



If everybody says you're a little to tall

Go out and get yourself a basketball

Dye your hair orange and put a ring in your ear

You can make 47 million dollars a year

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



If everybody says you're a little to short

Go out and get yourself a big ol' horse

You can be a jockey if you got no fear

You can make 47 million dollars a year

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Be good to your sister and good to your brother

Be good to your poppa and good to your mother

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



Now if you're a con man lookin' for a pigeon

Go out and start a brand new religion

Get on TV and make a money request

They can all go to heaven while they're starvin' to death

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



Now if everybody says you're a little too rough

Go out and get yourself some boxing gloves

Beat somebody up around the ears

You can make 47 million dollars a year

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Be good to your sister and good to your brother

Be good to your poppa and good to your mother

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all



Now if everybody says you're a little to slick

Get yourself into politics

Get that office and get that power

And you can spend 47 million