WellI got no worryand I got no pain
’cause when I get rid of themthey come back again
I just keep on doing what I want to do
If I keep on tryingI’m sure to come through
Wellmoney’s no problemit comes and it goes
It stops me from starvingit keeps me in clothes
There’s a God and a devilI’m sure it must be
But why should I bother themthey don’t bother me
SoI’ll keep on playing and do what I do
These strings on my fingers are all that is true