No Use To Fret

The sun will shine out warm and bright,

     It ain’t no good to fret;

‘Twill wilt your collar to a sight,

     It ain’t no good to fret.

‘Twill make you sticky top to toe,

‘Twill make you pant an’ puff an’ blow,

It’s always b’en an’ will be so,

     It ain’t no good to fret.

The rainy day will come along,

     It ain’t no good to fret;

Your out-door plans will all go wrong,

     It ain’t no good to fret.

You bang around an’ fume an’ flame,

An’ vainly try to fix the blame,

‘Twill keep on rainin’ jest the same,

     It ain’t no good to fret.

The winter days will come around,

     It ain’t no good to fret;

Snow, slush an’ ice will swamp the ground,

     It ain’t no good to fret.

Jest let ‘em come, the rain an’ snow,

An’ let the winds of winter blow,

It’s always b’en an’ will be so,

     It ain’t no use to fret.

Aug. 21, ‘04