Why should we at our lot complain or grieve at our distress
Some think if they could riches gain twould be true happiness
But alas, how vain is all their strife, life's cares it will not allay
So while we're here with our friends so dear, we'll drive dull care away.

--and so on thru all the verses.

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Begone, dull care! I prithee be gone from me!
Begone, dull care! You and I will never agree!
Long time hast thou been tarrying here and fain thou wouldst me kill
But in truth, dull care, thou never shalt have thy will
For too much care will turn a young girl grey
And too much care will turn a young man to clay

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Bill Staines' "Spririt Song" is another.

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Now you've got me wanting to get together and sing with friends again.
My friends and I will dance and sing so merrily thru the day
For I find it one of the wisest things, to drive dull care away.