What a day to be alive, what a day to realize I'm not dead What a day to save a dime, what a day to die trying What a way to say good bye, what a wonderful life now What a way to use your mind, what a day to say good night "Bring on the evening hours," I cry, "bring on the evidence of my life" (My life) What a day to give a damn, what a day for "Gone with the Wind" And what a day to start again, what a day to give up dry gin "Bring on the evening hours," I cry, "Bring on the evidence of my life" "Bring on the evening hours," I cry, "Bring on the evidence of my life" Where to go, where to go from here, I don't know Where to go, where to go from here, I don't know Don't know, oh What a day to visit Seattle, what a day for San Francisco What a day, holy Toledo, what a day to get in the air and go What a day to give up smoking, what a day to absorb Jim Beam What a day to welcome a baby, and to begin breathing (To begin breathing)