Briars and brush in the sunsetʼs hush*
Thereʼs never enough money
But thereʼs bees in the shed
Biting horse flies and wasps in the trough
Rolls of old fencing and bailing wire
You donʼt need to cry
Thereʼs no reason to cry
Sure it stings for a minute
But it all goes by, by
Beer in the fridge
Weed on the plate
Money down the sink
And nothing in the the bank
Popsicle sticks
Tears in the drive
Youʼre a pretty penny baby
Donʼt you cry
You donʼt need to cry
Thereʼs no reason to cry
Sure it stings for a minute
But it all goes by, by
You donʼt need to cry
Thereʼs no reason to cry
Sure it stings for a minute
But it all goes by, by
Shining in the sun
A green water-hose
Cotton mouth hanging ʻround the watering hole
Sticky pine splitting in the heat
Ear to wall and all you hear is bees
Traps and tack old paint cans
Next to Cameoʼs bridle
And all those bees in the shed.
You donʼt need to cry
Thereʼs no reason to cry
Sure it stings for a minute
But it all goes by, by