In every other song that I've heard lately, some fellow gets shot
And his baby and his best friend both die with him, as likely as not
In half of the other songs some cats cry, are ready to die
We've lost most all of our happy people and I'm a wonderin' why.

Let's think about livin'
Let's think about lovin'
Let's think about the hoopin' and the hoppin' and the boppin' and the lovey, lovey dovin'
Let's forget about the whinin' and the cryin' and the shootin' and the dyin'
And the fellow with the switchblade knife
Let's think about livin', let's think about life.

We lost ol' Marty Robbins down in El Paso a little while back
And now Miss Patty Page or one of them is a wearin' black
And Cathy's Clown has Don and Phil
Where they feels like they could die
If we keep on a losin' our singers like that,
I'll be the only one you can buy.

Let's think about livin'
Let's think about lovin'
Let's think about the hoopin' and the hoppin' and the boppin' and the lovey, lovey dovin
Let's forget about the whinin' and the cryin' and the shootin' and the dyin'
And the fellow with the switchblade knife
Let's think about livin', let's think about life.

Let's think about livin'
Let's think about lovin'
Let's think about the hoopin' and the hoppin'
and the boppin' and the lovey, lovey dovin
Let's forget about the whinin' and the cryin' and the shootin' and the dyin'
And the fellow with the switchblade knife
Let's think about livin', let's think about life.

Let's think about livin', let's think about life
Let's think about livin, let's think about life