I've got a bird that whistles
 I've got a bird that sings
 I've got a bird that . . . I've got a bird . . .
 I'm worried about that bird
 And I worry about everything
 And I worry when I see my subjects
 Bow down to the Worrier King
 
 Well. I'm hiding from the mailman
 And I hate to hear the telephone ring
 I'm hiding from the mailman
 And I hate to hear the telephone
 Worried about the women
 And I worry about everything
 And I worry when I see my subjects
 Bow down to the Worrier King
 
 I've been up all night
 Wondering what November's gonna bring
 Worried about my country
 And I worry about everything
 And I worry when I see my subjects
 Bow down to the Worrier King
 Worried about my bird
 And I worry about everything
 And I worry when I see my subjects
 Bow down to the Worrier King