To a child the world is milk and honey
They cry for peace and then make war
And wonder what they're fighting for
Oh, ain't it funny, now, ain't it funny?
The world's a mess and they wonder why
Chasin' pretty butterflies in the lane
The kids all say grown ups are strange and aren't they?
Oh, ain't it funny, now, ain't it funny?
Gee, ain't it funny, now, ain't it funny?
Oh, what a pretty blue, blue sky
A dime is a lot of candy money
Running barefoot through the fields in the rain
They teach their kids not to do as I do but as I say