I quarrel not with Destiny,
But make the best of everything —
The best is good enough for me.
Leave Discontent alone, and she
Will shut her month and let you sing.
I quarrel not with Destiny.
I take some things, or let‘ em be —
Good gold has always got the ring;
The best is good enough for me.
The fellow that goes “haw” for “gee”
Will find he has n't got full swing.
The best is good enough for me.
One only knows our needs, and He
Does all of the distributing.
I quarrel not with Destiny;
The best is good enough for me.