[Verse 1]
Went to the the doctor
The doctor looked sad
Well, he looked in his book
And he told me what I had
And its all, kinds of trouble
Going to find you somehow
[Chorus]
Arthritis is a thing to miss
It will leave you walking
With a double twist
And it's all kinds of trouble
Going to find you somehow
[Verse 2]
Can't stand up, can't lay down
You can't sit in a chair
You can't roll on the ground
And it's all kind of trouble
Going to find you somehow
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Get your X-ray machine
Well it feel so good
Just about like morphine
And it's all kind of trouble
Going to find you somehow
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
When you get to Heaven
Tell the judge for me
I've had sixteen years of the third degree
And it's all kind of trouble
Going to find you somehow
[Chorus]
[Outro]
All kinds of trouble, good Lord
Going to find you somehow