Paul Anka - Poor Old World

Poor old world,
they're out to get you.
You can't sleep at night,
they just won't let you.
Poor old world,
they'll soon destroy you.
The silly fools,
they should enjoy you.

Poor old world,
the night grows colder,
and, with every hour,
you're much, much older.
Longing for a friendly shoulder,
poor old world.

Once there was a garden by the sea.
Once there was a tie ring to a tree.
Once there was a bluebird up above.
Once there was a man in love.

What happened to him?

Poor old world, your heart is breaking.

Poor old world, your heart is breaking.
All you own is theirs for just the taking.
Don't they care how they're forsaking
you, old world?

Once there was a garden by the sea.
Once there was a tie ring to a tree.
Once there was a bluebird up above.
Once there was a happy man in love.

Once there was a garden by the sea.
Once there was a tie ring to a tree.
Once there was a bluebird up above.
Once there…