C                                              C7
    Dear Missis Roosevelt, don't hang your head and cry.
         F                                                     C
    His mortal clay is laid away, but his good work fills the sky
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born

          C                                              C7
    He's born in a money family on that Hudson's rocky shore,
        F                                                    C
    outrun every kid a-growin' up 'round Hyde Park just for fun,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

        C                                              C7
    He went away to grade school and wrote back to his folks,
         F                                            C
    he drew such funny pictures and always pulling a joke,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

        C                                                C7
    He went on up towards Harvard, he read his books of law,
        F                                               C
    he loved his trees and horses, loved everything he saw,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

              C                                       C7
    He got struck down by fever and it settled in his leg,
        F                                                 C
    he loved the folks that wished him well as everybody did,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

         C                                                  C7
    He took his office on a crippled leg, he said to one and all:
          F                                                 C
    "You money changin' racket boys have sure 'nuff got to fall!"
          E         G        G7      C
    This world was lucky to see him born.

        C                                                  C7
    In Senate walls and Congress halls he used his gift of tongue,
        F                                                 C
    to get you thieves and liars told and put you on the run,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

       C                                                  C7
    I voted for him for lots o' jobs, I'd vote his name again,
         F                                         C
    he tried to find an honest job for every idle man,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

        C                                                   C7
    He helped to build my union hall, he learned me how to talk,
             F                                              C
    I could see he was a cripple but he learned my soul to walk,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

          C                                                  C7
    You Nazis and you fascists tried to boss this world by hate,
        F                                                     C
    he fought my war the union way and the hate gang all got beat,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

        C                                             C7
    I sent him 'cross that ocean to Yalta and to Tehran,
        F                                                   C
    he didn't like Churchill very much and told him man to man,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

         C                                                 C7
    He said he didn't like De Gaulle, nor no Chiang Kai Shek,
           F                                                 C
    shook hands with Joseph Stalin, says: "There's a man I like!"
         E         G       G7      C
    This world was lucky to see him born.

               C                                             C7
    I was torpedoed on my merchant ship the day he took command,
            F                                           C
    he was hated by my captain, but loved by all ships hands,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.

             C                                       C7
    I was a Gl in my army camp that day he passed away,
        F                                                   C
    and over my shoulder talkin' I could hear some soldier say:
           E         G        G7      C
    “This world was lucky to see him born".

        C                                         C7
    I guess this world was lucky just to see him born,
        F                                        C
    I know this world was lucky just to see him born,
          E         G       G7      C
    this world was lucky to see him born.