Oh, once I went to a graveyard And there I saw my mother's name 'Twas written on a cold gravestone Oh well, it all turns out the same I spied two little boys playing ball I spied two little girls playin' dolls And then they called each other names Oh well, it all turns out the same I think I'll go by motorcar Or maybe go by aeroplane Or maybe go by subway far Oh well, it all turns out the same