Pity a man for he don't know
The trouble he'll pass goin' down life's road
When a man is one and twenty he thinks he knows it all
He can't see down the road of life where he'll ever fall
But fall he will as he travels through life
With all its pitfalls troubles and strife
Now at 50 he's goin' real strong
He has him a family and a nice little home
But old age is creeping up his spine
And the day is comin' when the sun won't shine
Now at 60 he won't have to guess
He's already missed the boat that leads to success
But he's done his best and he can't see why
The fame of life just passed him by
Now at 70 he can see the light
And he knows he's never been very bright
But he's done his best as he's travelled by
And now all he can do is just sit and sigh
Pity a man for he don't know
The trouble he'll pass goin' down life's road
Now at 80 he's ready for the wreath
He's wore out his hair and two sets of teeth
He has rheumatism in his hands and feet
And nothin' seems good to eat
So you can pity him as he goes up the line
As he wobbles on the spindle and his almost blind
And you can tell by the way that he travels alone
That it won't be long before he's goin' home
But if he's kept the commandments as he's travelled through life
He'll have a home in heaven where there'll be no strife
He's worked all his life to get things the way he wants 'em
He comes here against his will and he goes away disappointed
The trouble he'll pass goin' down life's road
When a man is one and twenty he thinks he knows it all
He can't see down the road of life where he'll ever fall
But fall he will as he travels through life
With all its pitfalls troubles and strife
Now at 50 he's goin' real strong
He has him a family and a nice little home
But old age is creeping up his spine
And the day is comin' when the sun won't shine
Now at 60 he won't have to guess
He's already missed the boat that leads to success
But he's done his best and he can't see why
The fame of life just passed him by
Now at 70 he can see the light
And he knows he's never been very bright
But he's done his best as he's travelled by
And now all he can do is just sit and sigh
Pity a man for he don't know
The trouble he'll pass goin' down life's road
Now at 80 he's ready for the wreath
He's wore out his hair and two sets of teeth
He has rheumatism in his hands and feet
And nothin' seems good to eat
So you can pity him as he goes up the line
As he wobbles on the spindle and his almost blind
And you can tell by the way that he travels alone
That it won't be long before he's goin' home
But if he's kept the commandments as he's travelled through life
He'll have a home in heaven where there'll be no strife
He's worked all his life to get things the way he wants 'em
He comes here against his will and he goes away disappointed