You’ve changed, bub, You’ve changed a lot- And the gang you used to go with all concur. You’ve changed, bub, You’re not yourself- If this is yourself, you’re not the man you were! The man I used to be, A happy man was he, And aimless as a leaf in a gale. Whatever has become Of that lighthearted bum Who thought he had the world by the tail? The man I used to be- His life was gay and free And aimless as a cloud in the sky. He thought he knew the game, Then along came a dame Who turned him into some other guy. I’ve got ambition now, I’ve got a mission now; I aim to reach the top of the tree. That other fly-by-night, Who flew so high by night, Has vanished like a sail on the sea. And I’ll never find that easy-living, Easy-taking, easy-giving Fellow that I used to call me- You can never find the man you used to be. The man I used to be Would go to sleep at three Or four a.m. or seven or nine, And when his weary head Wasn’t near any bed, A table or a chair would be fine! A man without a goal, A sort of friendly soul, He liked to play the role of a host To any thirsty pal Or a casual gal Who’d stay to cook his coffee and toast. He was a ne’er-do-well Who wouldn’t dare do well; He never saw the top of a tree. But kind of sad I was To see the cad I was Dissolving like a sail on the sea. And I’ll never find that fatalistic, Free-and-easy, egotistic Optimist who used to be me- You can never find the man you used to be. You can never find the man you used to be.
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He really has this heart-lightening voice, which makes me happy every time I hear him sing.
I love my Will!!
Just love him！
You’ve changed, bub,
You’ve changed a lot-
And the gang you used to go with all concur.
You’ve changed, bub,
You’re not yourself-
If this is yourself, you’re not the man you were!
The man I used to be,
A happy man was he,
And aimless as a leaf in a gale.
Whatever has become
Of that lighthearted bum
Who thought he had the world by the tail?
The man I used to be-
His life was gay and free
And aimless as a cloud in the sky.
He thought he knew the game,
Then along came a dame
Who turned him into some other guy.
I’ve got ambition now,
I’ve got a mission now;
I aim to reach the top of the tree.
That other fly-by-night,
Who flew so high by night,
Has vanished like a sail on the sea.
And I’ll never find that easy-living,
Easy-taking, easy-giving
Fellow that I used to call me-
You can never find the man you used to be.
The man I used to be
Would go to sleep at three
Or four a.m. or seven or nine,
And when his weary head
Wasn’t near any bed,
A table or a chair would be fine!
A man without a goal,
A sort of friendly soul,
He liked to play the role of a host
To any thirsty pal
Or a casual gal
Who’d stay to cook his coffee and toast.
He was a ne’er-do-well
Who wouldn’t dare do well;
He never saw the top of a tree.
But kind of sad I was
To see the cad I was
Dissolving like a sail on the sea.
And I’ll never find that fatalistic,
Free-and-easy, egotistic
Optimist who used to be me-
You can never find the man you used to be.
You can never find the man you used to be.
A great song from one of Rodgers & Hammerstein's least appreciated scores.