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