They use to call me the humorist Of all people to call that, I never thought I was all that funny Ain't it entertaining Isn't it appealing The thought of something's always much better than the feeling I used to think that they thought I was joke You never know just what some folk might say about you Ain't it entertaining Isn't it appealing The thought of something's always much better than the feeling Oh what tangled webs we weave, Caught up each and everyone in our own individual little histories While it's some new fangled mystery that has us all amused The Humorist With my apotheosis complete, Everyone I meet, I know, is only gonna greet a real fictional character Ain't it disappointing Isn't it revealing The thought of something's always much better than the feeling Tell me how deep that river is….say Mark Twain I'm gonna catch a comet I know the people on it A wave to my wife and my beautiful daughters Oh what tangled webs we weave, Caught up each and everyone in our own individual little histories While it's some new fangled mystery that has us all amused The Humorist Tell me how deep that river is