When the going is
rough Pucker up and whistle till the clouds
roll by
Here of late I've heard people saying,
that they've had their share, Of troubles
and of care, Here and everywhere,
So in case you're one of the ones who think
the world all wrong, You'll find a real good
tonic in the chorus of this song:
Don't
forget that back of the blackest cloud you'll always find,
The sky is silver lined,
With clouds of brightest kind,
So instead of scowling and puting, think of
what's to come, I'm sure you'll find it
worth your while to smile and gayly
hum:
Pucker up and whistle till the
clouds roll by, Have a happy little twinkle
in your eye, Lend your ear to something,
worth while list'ning to; Just remember
frowning was never meant for you, Pucker up
and whistle though the day seems dark,
That's the time to wear a great big smile,
Don't you give dull care a tumble,
Let the other fellow grumble,
Pucker up and whistle all the
while.