Good Ol' Boy (Gettin' Tough)

I got a job but it ain't nearly enough

A twenty thousand dollar pick-up truck

Belongs to me and the bank and some funny talkin' man from Iran

I left the service got a G.I. loan

I got married, bought myself a home

Now I hang around this one horse town, and do the best that I can

It's gettin' tough

Just my luck

I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough

Gettin' cold

I've been told

Well, 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

Road's gettin' tough

Just my luck

I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough

Gettin' cold

I've been told

Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy

Well, I hit the beer joints every Friday night

Spend a little money lookin' for a fight

And it don't matter if I lose or win

'Cause Monday I'm back on the losin' end again

Gettin' tough

It's just my luck

I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough

It's gettin' cold

I've been told

Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy

Gettin' tough

Just my luck

I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough

Well, it's gettin' cold

I've been told

Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy