Lyrics:

Sleepy old sun, sleepy old day, sleepy old tree gonna make me some shade.**lf**Sleepy old time on my side of town, I''m feelin'' fine, I''ll explain to you now.**lf****lf**Don''t think, feel; ain''t no big deal.**lf**Just make it real and don''t think, feel.**lf**It don''t take plans to clap your hands,**lf**When it feels nice just don''t think twice.**lf**Some worry all day ''bout who they can trust, some worry all night ''bout money and lust.**lf**Worry they do and worried they die--**lf**And after they''re gone just the bankers cry.**lf****lf**Don''t think, feel; ain''t no big deal.**lf**Just make it real and don''t think, feel.**lf**It don''t take plans to clap your hands,**lf**When it feels nice just don''t think twice.**lf****lf**Life is a card, you take what you get.**lf**You do what you can to feel no regret.**lf**You do what you can, forget about words, just go with the feelin'' it usually works.**lf****lf**Don''t think, feel; ain''t no big deal.**lf**Just make it real and don''t think, feel.**lf**It don''t take plans to clap your hands,**lf**When it feels nice you don''t think twice.**lf****lf**Don''t think, feel; ain''t no big deal.**lf**Just make it real and don''t think, feel.**lf**It don''t take plans to clap your hands,**lf**When it feels nice you don''t think twice.**lf****lf**Don''t think, feel; ain''t no big deal.**lf**Just make it real and don''t think, feel.