Joyce had her birthday, she was such a dear Oh, you could hear her singing She got a bird, she'll never forget Next morning, it's sad, the bird it was dead What a world, what a world Things that happen, sometimes are hard to understand Honestly, what are we without a helping hand People I knew, remember so well The day that the bell was ringing It was for the greatest person we knew We all felt so blue, there was nothing to do What a world, what a world Things that happen, sometimes are hard to understand Honestly, what are we without a helping hand Don't get upset about things that I say It's only my way of living Maybe I'm gloomy and maybe I'm not I just care a lot, can't help it, oh God What a world, what a world Things that happen, sometimes are hard to understand Honestly, what are we without a helping hand