I got a job but it ain't nearly enough A twenty thousand dollar pickup truck Belongs to me and the bank and some funny talkin' man from Iran I left the service and got a G.I. loan I got married bought myself a home Now I hang around this one horse town and do the best than I can Gettin' tough Just my luck I was born in the land of plenty now there ain't enough Gettin' cold I've been told Nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy
Been goin' nowhere down a one-way track I'd kill to leave it but ain't no turnin' back Got the wife and the kids and what would everybody say My brother's standin' on a welfare line And any minute now I might get mine Meanwhile it's the I.R.S. and the devil to pay
I hit the beer joints every Friday night Spend a little money lookin' for a fight It don't matter if I lose or win 'Cause Monday I'm back on the losin' end againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
