Come on children and gather round

I got a lot to tell

Because the clouds are grumbling

Don't think the world is crumbling

No need to worry and lose that frown

You'll soon be feeling well

A little home philosophy

Will help you shape that spell

Change all of your grey skies

Turn them into gay skies

And keep keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon

He said he moon

What good is your pining

Find your silver lining

And keep keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon

You'll make the clouds hurry away

Humming a lovely love song

Some some lucky day somebody may come along

So chape all of your sorrow

Take care of tomorrow

And keep keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon

So chape all of your sorrow

Take care of tomorrow