PUCKER UP AND WHISTLE TILL THE CLOUDS ROLL BY
Words and Music by Blanche Franklyn and Nat Vincent
Published 1921 by Fred Fisher Inc., 224 W. 46th St., N.Y.C.

[Verse 1.]
Here of late I've heard people saying,
that they've had their share,
Of troubles and of care,
Here and everywhere,

So in case you're one of he ones
who think the world all wrong,
You'll find a real good tonic
in the chorus of this song;

[Chorus]
Pucker up and whistle till the clouds roll by,
Have a happy little twinkle in your eye,
Lend your ear to something worthwhile list'ning to;
Just remember frowning was never meant for you.

Pucker up and whistle though the day seems dark,
That's the time to wear a great big smile,
Don't you give dull care a tumble,
Let the other fellow grumble,
Pucker up and whistle all the while.

2.
Don't forget that back of the blackest cloud
you'll always find,
The sky is silver lined,
With clouds of brightest kind,

So instead of scowling and pouting,
think of what's to come,
I'm sure you'll find it worth your while
to smile and gayly hum;