Well you won t believe what I m gonna be when it s time for me to run
I m gonna leave this nest and give my best to the place where I grew up
And there won t be trouble in the world no more
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
No more band aids on my heartaches
No more smoke when I burn the pancakes
No more drowning in my sorrow
With my chin held up there s always better luck tomorrow
I d travel far to the great bazaar and charm a snake or two
Or try my hand in a marching band while I play on my kazoo
And there won t be trouble in the world no more
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
There won t be trouble in the world no more!
With my chin held up there s always better luck
Like a beggar in the street with a penny in his cup
The penny gets thrown in a wishing well
It goes to show you never can tell
When a penny might bring a million better things tomorrow