Well, I ain’t got my childhood Or friends I once did know No, I ain’t got my childhood Or friends I once did know But I still got my voice left I can take it anywhere I go Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine
And I’ve never had much money But I’m still around somehow No, I’ve never had much money But I’m still around somehow Many times I’ve bended But I ain’t never yet bowed Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine
Trouble, oh trouble I’ve trouble on my mind Trouble, oh trouble Trouble on my mind But the trouble in the world, Lord Is much more bigger than mine Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine
And I never had no armies To jump at my command No, I ain’t got no armies To jump at my command But I don’t need no armies I got me one good friend Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine
I been kicked and whipped and trampled on I been shot at just like you I been kicked and whipped and trampled on I been shot at just like you. But as long as the world keeps a-turnin’ I just keep a-turnin’ too Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine
Well, my road might be rocky The stones might cut my face My road it might be rocky The stones might cut my face But as some folks ain’t got no road at all They gotta stand in the same old place Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doin’ fine