Words and music by neil diamond
Sleepy old sun, sleepy old day,
Sleepy old tree gonna make me some shade.
Sleepy old time on my side of town,
Im feelin fine, Ill explain to you now.
Dont think, feel; aint no big deal.
Just make it real and dont think, feel.
It dont take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice just dont think twice.
Some worry all day bout who they can trust,
Some worry all night bout money and lust.
Worry they do and worried they die--
And after theyre gone just the bankers cry.
Dont think, feel; aint no big deal.
Just make it real and dont think, feel.
It dont take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice just dont think twice.
Life is a card, you take what you get.
You do what you can to feel no regret.
You do what you can, forget about words,
Just go with the feelin it usually works.
Dont think, feel; aint no big deal.
Just make it real and dont think, feel.
It dont take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice you dont think twice.
Dont think, feel; aint no big deal.
Just make it real and dont think, feel.
It dont take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice you dont think twice.
Dont think, feel; aint no big deal.
Just make it real and dont think, feel.