Song Lyrics

When you feel sad or under a curse
Your life is bad, your prospects are worse
Your wife is sighing, crying
And your olive tree is dying

Temples are graying and teeth are decaying
And creditors weighing your purse
Your mood and your robe are both a deep blue
You'd bet that Job had nothin' on you

Don't forget that when you get to
Heaven you'll be blessed, yes, it's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey

Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money

They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free

All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for? The sun and the sand for?
You guessed, it's all for the best
Don't forget that when you get to Heaven you'll be blessed

Yes, it's all for the
(All your wrongs will be redressed)
Yes, it's all for the
(You must never be distressed)
Yes, it's all for the
(Someone's got to be oppressed)
Yes, it's all for the best

Stephen Schwartz

The duration of All for the Best is 3:38 minutes and seconds.