The more I read, the less I know.  The less I see, the more I grow.

What I’ve learned, did I memorise?  What I recalled, did I analyse?

Just as well, school has come and gone 

Didn’t understand much of what was going on

The more I read, the less I knew;

I saw too much, and not much grew

Refrain: I’m going to admit it: I just don’t understand;

My memory’s good, but I just don’t understand;

I read well enough, but I still don’t understand;

But I know I need……to be right with God.

The older I get, the less I know. The more I see, the less I grow.

What I learn, do I perceive?  What I read, do I believe?

 Refrain

I’m surrounded by women of varying years: 

Some are aggressive; some don’t shed tears;

Some are warm, kind, have a gentle stance;

I get confused – I’m a simple man.

 The more I read, the less I know.  The more I see, the less I grow

The older I get, the less I know.  The harder it gets, the more I grow

Refrain