The Worry Song
written: J. Walsh and G. Perry
Well, I worry about my present situation
My bookie says my odds are next to none
But I'd worry if my chances were improvin'
I got ulcers from the worryin' I've done
And they worry too
Well, I'm worried I might find a four leaf clover
Lord knows I just can't sleep if nothin's wrong
I'm worried all my troubles might be over
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
C'mon, worry now
I worry about my tan, my skin's all white
I oughta go outside, but the sun's too damn bright
I worry about disease and I worry about the flu
And if you got it from me, or if I got it from you
If I were you, I'd worry about that too
Well, I worry about big business, and if they tell truth
I worry about the Commies, underminin' all our youth
I worry about Afghanistan, worry about the Poles
And if they drop the big one, we'll all live in holes
Now wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute...
Ah, nevermind, nevermind
I was worried that was gonna happen
You don't worry about it, I'll worry about it
I'm gonna be up anyway, it's alright
Wah, wah, wah. Wah, wah, wah, wah. What am I gonna do?
Worry, worry, worry, worry
I wonder if...nah