I can't remember that one September
All the frontiers through which I crept
Well the displaced we forget
But the dope and the girls and the wine
Oh hell, they were so fine
What a wonderful, wonderful world
It's hard to remember any December
It seemed I was always leaving
Maybe you know that feeling
But I never forgot my lines
I still hear them all the time
What a wonderful, wonderful world
The dope and the wine and the stage
It gave back to me what I gave
What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful