| Well, I read in the papers and I see it on the televison |
| Everybody’s scared about the World War III |
| Here I am a single boy, unemployment and everything |
| Somebody better stop and worry about me |
| Well, can’t you just see me now, chin up chest out |
| A hup two, three, four, all day through |
| Everybody seems to be worried about a somethin' other |
| Who’s gonna worry about Private John Q, rumbumbaduba |
| Sometimes I get disheartened and try hard not to think about it |
| Heaven knows it’s hard to keep from lettin' it get me down |
| But I’ll stand proud when everybody else will be |
| Runnin' helter shelter for a shelter underground |
| Well, can’t you just see me now, chin up chest out |
| A hup two, three, four, all day through |
| Everybody seems to be worried about a somethin' other |
| Who’s gonna worry about Private John Q, rumbumbaduba |
| When I was a little boy I used to sit and dream of travelin' |
| To lotsa foreign countries on a sight seein' tours |
| The way it’s lookin' now I can stop savin' money maybe |
| Go free sponsored by a Third World War |
| Well, can’t you just see me now, chin up chest out |
| A hup two, three, four, all day through |
| Everybody seems to be worried about a somethin' other |
| Who’s gonna worry about Private John Q, rumbumbaduba |
| Well, can’t you just see me now, chin up chest out |
| A hup two, three, four, all day through |
| Everybody seems to be worried about a somethin' other |
| Who’s gonna worry about Private John Q, rumbumbaduba |