Lyrics

Feeling kinda poorly yes I sorely needed remedy
Doctor took a look and this is what he said to me
You eat too much bacon and not enough beans
But that ain’t why you’re sufferin’
You worry too much, why don’t you let things be

I told him how lately that my baby ain’t been seeing to me
And money’s so tight I pull it from my pocket it squeaks
I sit all day – stream and stew
Tell me Mr. Doctor what’s a man to do
He said, You worry too much, why don’t you let things be

Just let in happen, let you worries be
Just let it happen, you can’t change a thing
It don’t much matter what you’re dealing with
Just let life happen, ‘cause it is what it is
Just let it happen, Let your worries be

The doctor wrote a note, he passed it on over to me
A prescription for conniptions, a condition of my malady
It said, go drink some whiskey, find a little fun
Don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow ‘cause today’s not even done
Just let it happen, Let your worries be

Let it happen, let your worries be