Spend my time trying to get along Spend my time trying to get along If I had a dollar for every time I cried I'd be a rich man Come the day I died I'd be a rich man Come the day I died Ain't gonna grow old Before his time Won't grow old before his time If there was an answer that I could find I'd satisfy my soul And ease my mind Satisfy my soul And ease my mind Well one more trouble One more misery One more trouble And one more misery Take my hand I know And lead me on Get me ready Cause I'm gonna come back home Get me ready Cause I'm gonna come back home If I knew when I was a child If I only knew when I was a child If I ever find what I'm looking for I'd close my eyes And weep no more I'd close my eyes And weep no more