♪ Though hope is low, I'm aglow when you smile at me Life is simple as A-B-C Not a thought in my head Not a care in the world Though skies are gray, I'm as gay as a Disney cow Not a wrinkle upon my brow Not a scent in the red Not a care in the world I view the scene like that old queen of Russia As Kate the Great used to state long ago Nice to meet you So, if I move in a groove with a giddy trot I'm a-trotting because I got Not a bean in my pot Not a care in the Shall we dance? Or keep on moping? Shall we dance and walk on air? Shall we give in to despair? Or shall we dance with never a care? Life is short We're growing older Don't you be an also-ran You'd better dance, little lady, dance, little man Dance whenever you can ♪ Oh, if I'm strutting with nothing ahead in store There's a reason I said before But I'll say it once more Not a care in the air Not a hint of despair Not a scent in the red Not a thought in my head All I know is I got Not a care in the world So, shall we dance?