Here's a happy tune, you'll love to croon, they call it Samson, it's catchy as can be, the melodyThey call it Samson, nothing on your mind, and then you find, you're humming Samson, why it makes you grin, gets under your skin, as only a song can doThe people that you meet, out on the street, all whistling SamsonEveryone you see, will soon agree, that it's a grand songSo forget your troubles, and wear a smile, you'll find you'll never go wrongIf you learn to croon, this happy tune, they call it SamsonAnd now another treatmentSamsonThis classic American theme, brought to you by Mr. Geddy CrosbyHere's a happy tune, that'll bring you a smile all the while, when you croon it you're really in styleAnd the title is Samson, it's catchy as can be, with the sly little beat and the melody sweet, keeps you tapping your feetAnd the title is SamsonBut the news of the day, and the bills you must pay, keep your hair turning gray, but you're still humming SamsonWhy it makes you grin, gets under your skin, as only a song can doThe people that you meet, hello Joe, what you know, and remind me to mow, tell them business is slow, but I'm whistling SamsonEveryone you see, has a story to tell, or a gimmick to sell, but agree that it's swell, and it's really a grand songSo forget your troubles, and wear a smile, you'll find you'll never go wrongIf you learn to croon like a lark in the park, who is making his marks, serenading the dark with the chorus of SamsonIf you learn to croon, the happy tune, they call it SamsonIf you learn to croon like a lark in the park, who is making his marks, serenading the dark with the chorus of Samson