When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother
What will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me

What will be, will be
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to, see
What will be, will be
What will be, will be

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead
Will we have, rainbow
Day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said

What will be, will be
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to, see
What will be, will be
What will be, will be

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother
What will I be
Will I be handsome
Will I be rich of night to day
I tell them tenderly

What will be, will be
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to, see
What will be, will be
What will be, will be