I Worry Very Well

Oh, can't you tell
That I worry very well?
Oh old friend, how I fret
Things you wouldn't want to wrestle
The hills below sloping
Down to the beach
And here's here's here's hoping
Our young bodies will keep
Oh, can't you tell
That I worry very well?
Old friend, how I fret
Like you wouldn't want to know it
So might you leave?
Us all to grieve?
Saying: "So passed a man
So passed my darling"
Me and my brother
Driving the truck
Thinking whatever
Smoking and such
Oh mother, don't worry
We are kids in the dust
Oh mother, don't worry
I am not like he was
There're animals crossing
We're waving them on
Patiently waiting
We are wishing them well