World Go Rolling By

I’ve been down by the Brooklyn bridge,
I learned my secret heritage,
I saw myself at the pearly gates,
With cause to mourn and celebrate,
I won the love of a lovely gal,
I drank the wine by the old canal,
But I’m alone beneath the sky,
And I watch the world go rolling by.
I’ve been in peril on the sea,
And on the second balcony,
I’ve been thrown into the face,
Of both glory and disgrace,
And in this place I call my home,
Things have changed and the thrill is gone,
And so I breath another sigh,
And watch the world go rolling by.
The things I’ve lost are all I have,
That is my curse, my golden calf,
But only half of everything,
That midnights bode and mornings bring,
And what is left is in your eyes,
And what I don’t yet realize,
And that is true and that is why,
I watch the world go rolling by.