Hey-ho, hey-ho...
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be.
When I grow up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart "what lies ahead?"
"Will we have rainbows, day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart say:
(Okay, everybody, c'mon! It's party time!)
(Put your hands up!)
"Hey!"
It's whatcha gonna say!
"Hey!"
It's whatcha gonna say!
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
(Whatcha gonna say?)
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
What will be, will be
Que sera, sera
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me.
When I grow up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart "what lies ahead?"
"Will we have rainbows, day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart say:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Whatcha gonna say?
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
What will be, will be
Que sera, sera
Now I have children of my own,
They ask their father "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
(C'mon, let's gooo!)
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Whatcha gonna say?
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Que sera, sera
Que sera, sera
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be.
When I grow up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart "what lies ahead?"
"Will we have rainbows, day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart say:
(Okay, everybody, c'mon! It's party time!)
(Put your hands up!)
"Hey!"
It's whatcha gonna say!
"Hey!"
It's whatcha gonna say!
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
(Whatcha gonna say?)
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
What will be, will be
Que sera, sera
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me.
When I grow up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart "what lies ahead?"
"Will we have rainbows, day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart say:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Whatcha gonna say?
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
What will be, will be
Que sera, sera
Now I have children of my own,
They ask their father "what will I be?"
"Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
(C'mon, let's gooo!)
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Whatcha gonna say?
Que sera, sera
What ever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
Que sera, sera
Que sera, sera