If I ruled the (Cm)world,

ev ’ry day would be

the first day of (Cm)spring;

ev ’ry heart

would have a (Eb)new song

to sing,

and we’d sing

of the (Bb)joy

ev ’ry morn ing

would bring.

If I ruled the (Abmaj7)world,

ev ’ry man would be as free as a (Ab)bird;

ev ’ry voice

would be a (Eb)voice

to be (Ab)heard.

But take my (Cm)word:

we would (Ebmaj7)treas ure each day

that oc (Cm)curred.

My (Cmaj7)world

would be a (Fmaj9)beau ti ful place

where we would (E)weave

such won der ful (Fm7)dreams.

My (Ebmaj9)world

would wear a (Ebmaj9)smile on its face,

like the (Cm7)man

in the (F7)moon has

(A)with the (D)moon (Fm7)beams.

If I ruled the (Cm)world,

ev ’ry man would see the world was his (Ab)friend,

yeah.

There’d be hap pi ness that no

man could end.

No, my friend,

not if I ruled the world.

Ev ’ry head would be held (F#m7)up (Abm7)high;

there’d be (Ebmaj7)sun shine

in ev ’ry one’s

sky

if the (Fm11)day

ev er dawned

when (Bb13sus)I

ruled

the (Ab)world.

Ev ’ry head would be held up (Ab)high.

The (Cm)stars shine down on us (Bb)too,

if the day ev er dawned

when I

ruled

the (Bb)world.