Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say What's a man to do all the trouble 'round today? Heard it takes a worried man to a worried song it now, but Lord, don't let it all go on too long Somethin' in the air, and it's movin' like a train Sun is goin' down, and it seems I'll be the same World keeps spinnin' 'round, people say debt to pay I don't knowtoo with my life from day to day But whosoever journeys up against that border The shadows of an flame burn away in time I was down in Arkansas, workin' shift Movin' crates for with a big forklift Most were crackers, Coca-Cola, shoes and fans Two were marked Top Secret, headed for Chorus See shadows on the sun, see a thundercloud Nothin' will persuade, but all will be And some will their god from a heaven in the sky their affliction with a holy alibi Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say What's a man to do with all the trouble today? I'm callin' up the president, ask him he say No answer, a message, when he's back from holiday Chorus Now the drums are poundin', hear them blowin' on the Two hands are on the hammer, and the fabric has been about to burst, floods are all around No more water, little Sylvie, I think I'm gonna drown on the telephone, pick it up and say What's a man to do with all the trouble today? Heard it takes a worried man to a worried song it now, but Lord, don't make it all go on too long All go on too