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This song is by The Brothers Four and appears on the album Try To Remember (1965) and on the album Silver Anniversary Concert (1987).

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Song of the Day
March 26, 2019
A Bradypus, or Sloth, am I, I live a life of ease
Contented not to do or die, but idle as I please
I have three toes on either foot, or half a doz on both
With leaves and fruits, and shoots to eat, how sweet to be a sloth

The world is such a cheerful place when viewed from upside-down
It makes a rise of every fall, a smile of every frown
I watch the fleeting flutter by of butterfly or moth
And think of all the things I'd try if I were not a sloth

I could climb the very highest Himalayas, be among the greatest tennis players
Win at chess or marry a Princess or study hard and be an eminent professor
I could be a millionaire, play the clarinet, travel everywhere
Learn to cook, catch a crook, win a war then write a book about it
I could paint a Mona Lisa, I could be another Caesar
Compose an oratorio that was sublime
The door's not shut on my genius but I just don't have the time

For days and days among the trees I sleep and dream and doze
Just gently swaying in the breeze suspended by my toes
While eager beavers overhead rush through the undergrowth
I watch the clouds beneath my feet; how sweet to be a sloth

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