[Getting stoned on sunshine, getting high on air,]

Getting to it naturally, really getting there,

[Getting such a high on, loving what I do,]

I'm so full of happiness, my hope's on something new,



[Each day on earth is a day that's worth remembering]

(remembering, remembering).



(ding-a-ling)

[My pot is filled with flowers, my grass is bright and

green,]

My tears brewing in my cup, and still I make the scene.

[But just don't try to change me, I love the world I found,]

I've got to fly my own sweet way, and don't you shoot me down.

[hahaha]



(remembering, remembering).



(a ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).

Don't pity me, I'm glad to be a ding-a-ling, [a ding-a-ling],

(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).

( ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, (ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,

ding-a-ling).

Ha ha ha, that's silly.(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).

Writer : HOWARD GREENFIELD/LAURIE, LINDA
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing