Give me just one more sip of that Worry B Gone. I'm planning on feelin' much better before too long. Got a world of trouble that I need to forget. I'm on my way but I ain't there yet.
They baptized me one fine day. Down at the river's edge. All my sins are washed away. Like water under the bridge. . I had a little girl and her eyes were blue.
The sun was hot and the dust rose up like smoke. So we hid beneath the elm tree and watched the watermelons float. There in a big 'ol tub of ice. And we'd split em open with a kitchen knife.
Gimme just one more puff Of that worry b gone. I'm planning on feelin' much better Before too long. I gotta world of trouble I need to forget. I'm on my way But I ain't there yet.
Now what's up with the walkin' man. I wonder where he's gone. Marchin' down to Birmingham. I think I'll tag along. Was a walkin' man come by here. A hundred years ago.