D'Oyly Carte Opera Chorus & Gillian Knight Follow

Try we life-long, we can never
Straighten out life's tangled skein,
Why should we, in vain endeavour,
Guess and guess and guess again?

Life's a pudding full of plums,

Care's a canker that benumbs.

Life's a pudding full of plums,
Care's a canker that benumbs.

Wherefore waste our elocution
On impossible solution?
Life's a pleasant institution,
Let us take it as it comes,
Let us take it as it comes!

Set aside the dull enigma,
We shall guess it all too soon;
Failure brings no kind of stigma —
Dance we to another tune!
Dance we to another tune!
String the lyre and fill the cup,
Lest on sorrow we should sup,

String the lyre, fill the cup,
Lest on sorrow we should sup.
Hop and skip to Fancy's fiddle,
Hands across and down the middle —
Life's perhaps the only riddle
That we shrink from giving up!
Life's perhaps the only riddle
That we shrink from giving up!
Then take it as it comes,
Take it as it comes.
String the lyre, fill the cup,
Lest on sorrow we should sup.
Take life as it comes!