Spend my time trying to get along
Spend my time trying to get along
If I had a dollar for every time I cried
I'd be a rich man
Come the day I died
I'd be a rich man
Come the day I died

Ain't gonna grow old
Before his time
Won't grow old before his time
If there was an answer that I could find
I'd satisfy my soul
And ease my mind
Satisfy my soul
And ease my mind

Well one more trouble
One more misery
One more trouble
And one more misery
Take my hand I know
And lead me on
Get me ready
Cause I'm gonna come back home
Get me ready
Cause I'm gonna come back home

If I knew when I was a child
If I only knew when I was a child
If I ever find what I'm looking for
I'd close my eyes
And weep no more
I'd close my eyes
And weep no more