Ain't a song left to sing On a day cold and gray Dark clouds gathered round Took my sunshine away Got a hole in my heart And the sole of my shoes Been going down the road Too low to sing the blues Where's the worried man to sing my song? Troubled mind to hold my head? Ease the pain upon my brow Cause nothing in this whole world can Save the worried man Too poor to leave Too poor to try Poor boy, when you gonna learn to say goodbye? Where's the worried man to sing my song? Troubled mind to hold my head? Ease the pain upon my brow Cause nothing in this whole world can Save the worried man It's a penny for a wish And a dollar per the acre Dig yourself a hole but pay the undertaker Too poor to leave, too poor to try Poor boy hang his poor head and cry Where's the worried man to sing my song? Troubled mind to hold my head? Ease the pain upon my brow Cause nothing in this whole world can