It's A Mighty Good World, So It Is, Dear Lass, When Even The Worst Is Said. There'S A Smile And A Tear, A Sigh And A Cheer, But Better Be Living Than Dead; A Joy And A Pain, A Loss And A Gain; There'S Honey And May Be Some Gall: Yet Still I Declare, Foul Weather Or Fair, It's A Mighty Good World After All. For Look, Lass! At Night When I Break From The Fight, My Kingdom'S Awaiting For Me; There'S Comfort And Rest, And The Warmth Of Your Breast, And Little Ones Climbing My Knee. There'S Fire-Light And Song - Oh, The World May Be Wrong! Its Empires May Topple And Fall: My Home Is My Care - If Gladness Be There, It's A Mighty Good World After All. O Heart Of Pure Gold! I Have Made You A Fold, It's Sheltered, Sun-Fondled And Warm. O Little Ones, Rest! I Have Fashioned A Nest; Sleep On! You Are Safe From The Storm. For There'S No Foe Like Fear, And There'S No Friend Like Cheer, And Sunshine Will Flash At Our Call; So Crown Love As King, And Let Us All Sing - "It's A Mighty Good World After All."