They odds were a hundred to one against me
The world thought the heights were too high to climb
But people from Missouri never incensed me
Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned
For from history I had learned
How many, many times the worm had turned
They all laughed at Christopher Columbus
When he said the world was round
They all laughed when Edison recorded sound

They all laughed at Wilbur and his brother
When they said that man could fly
They told Marconi wireless was a phoney
It's the same old try

They laughed at me, wanting you
Said I was reaching for the moon
But oh, you came through
Now they'll have to change their tune

They all said we never would be happy
Darling, let's take a bow
But ho, ho, ho
Who's got the last laugh now?

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin