So You Think You've Got Troubles

I've go every disease known to man From the African mumps to the dishpan hands I lost every race I ever ran I never even got a start But there's one thing I do know I'll tell you right now There's too many wrinkles in this young man's brow And I'm getting kind of tired, tired of pulling that plow Oh what am I gonna do? Chorus So you think you got troubles The more you cry the worse it gets So you think you got troubles Well brother you ain't heard nothin' yet You know my rusty old car sounds like a tin can My wife ran off with another man And I strained a muscle in my crap shootin' hand And my income tax is due Well I lost all my money in a neighborhood game My brother's after me to change my name And to top it all off, I think I'm going lame Oh, what am I gonna do Chorus My Doctor tells me not to smoke He says Harry, drink nothing stronger than a coke You know I'm not even supposed to listen to a racial joke For I'd laugh and strain my heart But there's one thing I do know I'll tell you right now There's too many wrinkles in this young man's brow And I'm gettin' kind of tired, tired of pullin' that plow Oh what am I gonna do? Chorus