Why worry,When troubles stick around and are never sorry

When life is not a bed of roses

And all that’s given is a bunch of losses

Choose to despair not, for there is another morrow

Despair not, for you can build another furrow

When trials mount up like moth hills

And all you want to do is turn those heels

Stay to fight, for you are a winner

Stay to fight, for you are never a quitter

When the future looks very bleak

And all you want to do is weep

Cry no more, for you can hold on

Cry no more, for you can plod on

When you think you are so much drained

Wink on cause that’s were you are trained

To survive the rough blows

To revive from the tough falls

And all the troubles are trickery

An impediment to gaining victory

Victory that’s arm length away

If only you keep to the bay

You will see the light of another day

Why worry

When troubles stick around and are never sorry