I Ain't Gonna Whine about a Thing Lyrics

My land was flooded last spring

My land was flooded last spring

Oh boy, that wasn’t nice, ’cos I ain’t farming rice

My land was flooded so bad last spring

But I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

This is how it goes, maybe you should know

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

Damn crickets they ate all my crops

Damn crickets they ate all my crops

The fiddle playing brutes, were storming in my boots.

Damn crickets they ate all my crops

But I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

This is how it goes, maybe you should know

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

A storm it blew away my good barn

A storm it blew away my good barn

My cattle in that place, were gone without a trace

A storm it blew away my good barn

But I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

This is how it goes, maybe you should know

I ain’t gonna whine about a thing

Last winter bit off all my toes

Last winter bit off all my toes

Now I sing the blues, in my smaller shoes

Last winter bit off all my toes

But I ain’t gonna worry ’bout a thing

I ain’t gonna worry ’bout a thing

This is how it goes, baby you should know

I ain’t gonna worry ’bout a thing