One by one, and two by two
Clouds come tumbling down from heaven
Trying to lead me to you
Day for night, and night for day
All divided and taken together
Trying to put you away
And everybody wants to know
All they ever want to know
Is what will you do when your luck runs sour
What will become of you?
One by one, and two by two
Birds come flying on down from heaven
Telling me just what to do
And everybody wants to know
All they ever want to know
Is what will you do when your luck runs sour
What will become of you?
Dearly beloved