Baby, I ain't afraid to die
It's just that I hate to say good-bye to this world
This world, this world

This old world is mean and cruel
But still I love it like a fool, this world
This world, this world

I'd rather go to the corner store
Than sing hosannah on that golden shore
I'd rather live on Parker Street
Than fly around where the angels meet

Oh, this old world is all I know
It's dust to dust when I have to go from this world
This world, this world

Somebody else will take my place
Some other hands, some other face
Some other eyes will look around
And find the things I've never found

Don't weep for me when I am gone
Just keep this old world rolling on, this world
This world, this world