Please!
THINGS AIN'T WHAT THEY USED TO BE
By Mercer Ellington (c) 1942
Got so weary of bein' nothin'
Felt so dreary just doion' nothin'
Didn't care ever gettin' nothin'
Felt so low.
Now my eyes on the far horizon
Can see a glow
Announcin' things ain't what they used to be.
Look at that army fightin' to be free.
it doesn't bar me!
Shows me how to go with my head up;
Eyes ain't lookin' low.
Don't feel fed up,
That's how come I see a victory.
Believe me, things ain't what they used to be.
No use bein' a doubtin' Thomas,
No ignorin' that rosy promise;
Now I know there's a happy story yet to come.
It's the dawn of the day of glory; millennium.
I tell you things ain't what they used to be.