The World Is Mine

Michael Feinstein

I'm not as rich as henry ford
I've not the fame of mr. tunney
Nor the looks of mr. barrymore
But the
Friends like you

I'm a lucky gent
The world is mine.
How can i complain
Certainly a sign

Everyday's that holiday they call thanksgiving
Toddling along
Whistlin' a song

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