Pity a man for he don't know The trouble he'll pa** 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 pa**ed 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 pa** 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