1 We take our share of fretting,
of grieving and forgetting;
The paths are often rough and steep, and heedless feet may fall;
But yet the days are cheery,
And night brings rest when weary,
And somehow this old planet is a good world after all.

Refrain:
A good world after all, a good world after all;
Oh, cease your whining and complaining,
Chronic grumblers, all!
Go act your part with credit,
That you a place may meirt
In this bright earthly land of ours—'Tis a good world after all!

2 Tho' sharp may be our trouble,
The joys are more than double;
The brave surpass the cowards, and the leal are like a wall,
To guard their dearest ever,
To fail the feeblest never,
And somehow this old world remains a good world after all. [Refrain]

3 There's always love that's caring,
And shielding, and forbearing,
And woman's love to hold us close, and keep our hearts in thrall;
There's home to share together
In calm or stormy weather,
And while the hearth-flame burns it is a good world after all. [Refrain]

4 The lisp of children's voices,
The chance of happy choices,
The bugle sounds of faith and hope thro' fogs and mists that call;
The heav'n that streches o'er us,
The better days before us,—
They all comebine to make this earth a good world after all. [Refrain]