The Worry Song

If you worry, if you worry
If you bother your head
I do
It won’t help you, it won’t help you
It will hurt you instead
It will?
Grouchers, groaners, cranks and moaners
They’re so unfair
I know
If you can’t be gay and merry
Lock yourself in solitary
Though it hurts you, though it hurts you
Be a pleasanter guy
You may even learn to like it
If you give it a try
I’ll try
You could laugh and sing and dance
As gaily as an elf
But don’t expect to get much help
If you don’t help yourself
(spoken)
Will you try?
If you show me
I’ll show you
I’ll try
Good!
(sung)
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three
One, two, three
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
You see?
It’s easy!
Look at me! I’m dancing!