Words and music by neil diamond

Sleepy old sun, sleepy old day,
Sleepy old tree gonna make me some shade
Sleepy old time on my side of town,
I’m feelin’ fine, I’ll explain to you now

Don’t think, feel; ain’t no big deal
Just make it real and don’t think, feel
It don’t take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice just don’t think twice

Some worry all day ’bout who they can trust,
Some worry all night ’bout money and lust
Worry they do and worried they die--
And after they’re gone just the bankers cry

Don’t think, feel; ain’t no big deal
Just make it real and don’t think, feel
It don’t take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice just don’t think twice

Life is a card, you take what you get
You do what you can to feel no regret
You do what you can, forget about words,
Just go with the feelin’ it usually works

Don’t think, feel; ain’t no big deal
Just make it real and don’t think, feel
It don’t take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice you don’t think twice

Don’t think, feel; ain’t no big deal
Just make it real and don’t think, feel
It don’t take plans to clap your hands,
When it feels nice you don’t think twice

Don’t think, feel; ain’t no big deal
Just make it real and don’t think, feel