Intro
| 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 Whatever will be, will be |
| The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera |
| What will be, will be |
| When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover What lies ahead |
| Will we have rainbows Day after day Here's what my sweetheart said |
| Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be |
| The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera |
| 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 I tell them tenderly |
| Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be |
| The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera |
| What will be, will be Que sera, sera |