Texty: Stephen Stills. To Mama from Christopher and the Old Man.

Believin' in you is believin' in me
All the same circle game makes us feel free
So much behind us, so much to do
Some days you eat the bear
Some days the bear eat you

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself

Christopher's watching me carefully now
Wonderin' who I am listenin' to the sound
He knows the best and the worst of me now
I don't think, I could go on if I let him down

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself

Go my love do the things you got to do
Never have to be afraid, I'm always with you

Believin' in me and you like Christopher does
Believin' is the magic that make one
From the two of us

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself

Nothin' to worry 'bout but the worries
That you make up yourself