Some [C] think the world is made for fun and frolic,

And [G7] so do [C] I. And [G7] so do [C] I.

Some think it well to be all melancholic,

To [G7] pine and [C] sigh; to [G7] pine and [C] sigh;

But [Em] I, I [B7] love to [Em] spend my [B7] time in [Em] singing,

Some [B7] joyous [Em] song, some [B7] joyous [Em] song,

To [G] set the [D7] air with [G] music [D7] bravely [G] ringing

Is [D7] far from [G] wrong. Is [D7] far from [G] wrong.

[G7] Listen, listen, echoes sound afar!

Listen, listen, echoes sound a-[C]far!

Funicu[E7]lì, funicu[Am]là, funicu[E7]lì, funicu[Am]là,

[F] Echoes sound a-[C]far, funicu[G7]lì, funicu[C]là!

[C] Ah me! 'tis strange that some should take to sighing,

And [G7] like it [C] well. And [G7] like it [C] well.

For me, I have not thought it worth the trying,

So [G7] cannot [C] tell; so [G7] cannot [C] tell;

With [Em] laugh, with [B7] dance and [Em] song the [B7] day soon [Em] passes,

Full [B7] soon is [Em] gone, full [B7] soon is [Em] gone,

For [G] mirth was [D7] made for [G] joyous [D7] lads and [G] lasses

To [D7] call their [G] own. To [D7] call their [G] own!

[G7] Listen, listen, hark the soft guitar

Listen, listen, hark the soft gui-[C]tar,

Funicu[E7]lì, funicu[Am]là, funicu[E7]lì, funicu[Am]là,

[F] Hark the soft gui-[C]tar, funicu[G7]lì, funicu[C]là!