The Future (conclusion): “Song Without Words” Lyrics

[Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins]

[Chorus: Your imagination has an awful lot to giveIf our right to live were yours hauntinglyfull musical interlude with chorusbrief transitionIf a man has a story that he badly needs to tell, A man's imagination makes a lovely wishing well,make a wish, make a wishI wish I could write a song everyone alive could understand,A song that a Frenchman could sing to a SpaniardA song that a German could sing to a RussianA song that if ever you'd sing, you are kingWouldn't it be wonderful, won't it be grandTo write a song that the whole wide world could understand.lala, lalala, lala, lala, lalala, lalalalalala, lalalala, lala, lalala, lalalalalala, lalalala, lala, lalala, lalalala, lalalalala, lalalala, lala, lalala. lalalamusic and repeat]

[Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told,]

[I'm gonna say, please missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold]

(Tell us what the future will hold.)