So You Think You've Got Troubles

I've go every disease known to man

From the African mumps to the dishpan hands

I lost every race I ever ran

I never even got a start

But there's one thing I do know I'll tell you right now

There's too many wrinkles in this young man's brow

And I'm getting kind of tired, tired of pulling that plow

Oh what am I gonna do?

So you think you got troubles

The more you cry the worse it gets

So you think you got troubles

Well brother you ain't heard nothin' yet

You know my rusty old car sounds like a tin can

My wife ran off with another man

And I strained a muscle in my crap shootin' hand

And my income tax is due

Well I lost all my money in a neighborhood game

My brother's after me to change my name

And to top it all off, I think I'm going lame

Oh, what am I gonna do

My Doctor tells me not to smoke

He says Harry, drink nothing stronger than a coke

You know I'm not even supposed to listen to a racial joke

For I'd laugh and strain my heart

But there's one thing I do know I'll tell you right now

There's too many wrinkles in this young man's brow

And I'm gettin' kind of tired, tired of pullin' that plow

Oh what am I gonna do?

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