Good Guys (don't wear white)

I'm a poor boy born in a rut Some say my manners aint the best Some of my friends have been in a whole lot of trouble And some say i'm no better than the rest But tell your momma and your papa Sometimes good guys don't wear white Everyday I work hard At night I spend a restless time Those rich kids and all their lazy money They can't hold a candle to mine So tell your momma and your papa Sometimes good guys don't wear white Good guys, bad guys Which is which? The white collar worker Or the digger of the ditch? Man, who's to say who's the better man? Of those two, I'm doin the very best I can Best I can You thought I had a dirty mind All those messed up chicks Of the changing times White filth and easy livin Can't come close To the love that I've given So tell your momma and your papa Sometimes good guys don't wear white They don't wear white They don't wear white They don't wear white They don't wear white