What A Day

What a day to be alive
What a day to realize I’m not dead
What a day to save a dime
What a day to die trying
What a way to say goodbye
What a wonderful life now
What a way to use your mind
What a day to say good night
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life»
(My life)
What a day to give a damn
What a day for «Gone with the Wind»
And what a day to start again
What a day to give up dry gin
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life»
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life»
Where to go, where to go from here, I don’t know
Where to go, where to go from here, I don’t know
Don’t know, oh
What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day, holy Toledo
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb Jim Beam
What a day to welcome a baby
And to begin breathing
(To begin breathing)