So, you think that you got trouble,
Well, I suppose that could be true,
But is yours as bad, or any worse
Than what others have gone through?
Is a greedy landlord at your door?
Are you tied to a railroad track?
Would you like to ride off in the sunset,
And not turn around and come back?
Are hounds chasing you over the ice,
Which is melting now, as we speak?
Is there a crazy man with an axe
Breaking down your door, as you shriek?
When you're out on a pitch black night,
Are there footsteps following you?
When you speed up, do they speed up?
When you slow down, do they, too?
Is a headless horseman chasing you?
Are masked men surrounding your place?
Do you often hear eerie music?
Are you being watched from outer space?
Do you hear glass crash downstairs at night,
When you're home by yourself all alone?
Do you also hear the floorboards creak?
And is the wire cut to your phone?
Is your sweetheart planning to leave you?
Are there greener pastures elsewhere?
Are support hose and bifocals
Something new you're learning to wear?
Are you stuck on the highway of life?
Have you simply run out of fuel?
Are you in need of a paint job?
Could you use a tune-up or lube?
Are you one day late and a penny short?
Is your ticket office closed?
Are you the last in line at a hot buffet,
And find the little that's left is cold.
If you said yes to any of this,
Then I suspect that it is true,
Trouble you got - by the lot,
And I'll tell you what to do.
When in a tizzy, don't get dizzy,
You know that something's wrong,
You need to get a grip on it,
And sing this little song:
"When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along,
There'll be no more sobbin'
When he starts throbbin' his old sweet song!
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head.
Get up, get up, get out of bed,
Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red.
Live, love, laugh and be happy!
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along."*
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
*Excerpt from the song, "When the Red, Red Robin
Comes Bob, Bob, Bobbin' Along," by Harry Woods 1926