Same old story they all hand me preacher tells me these are troubled times
But I know the Lord’s been in tougher scrapes than this one
It ain’t gonna worry it ain’t gonna worry no it ain’t gonna worry my mind
Got no money in my pocket you don’t get rich working overtime
But as long as you can’t buy the springtime in Virginia
It ain’t gonna worry it ain’t gonna worry me no it ain’t gonna worry my mind
Love is all that ever made you richer if the truth be told
Moonlight’s been my only silver the sun my only gold
Go on wishing go on praying go on saying I’ll hit bitter times
But how in the world could she love me any better
Lord it ain’t gonna worry it ain’t gonna worry Lord no it ain’t gonna worry my mind
