Ain't Bad for a Good Ol' Boy

I ain't the product of a trust fund Far as money goes I ain't got much But I trade my time in the hot sun for enough to get me by My pick up is old and rusty She rattles and stays dusty But when Emily's there beside me it shine, shine, shines We got a roof to keep the rain off Mail box to write our name on A ten-acre lot with a little bird dog On the front porch guarding that screen door Bacon in the pancakes on the griddle Hand in hand right down the middle Life with a girl in a love that's the real McCoy Ain't bad for a good ol' boy She's grace in holey blue jeans With a face made for the movies (Yeah) She beats all I ever dreamed every time she wakes me up She's got a way of making something Out of a whole lotta nothing The honey in her loving is like money in my cup We got a roof to keep the rain off A mail box to write our name on A ten-acre lot with a little bird dog On the front porch guarding that screen door Bacon in the pancakes on the griddle Hand in hand right down the middle Life with a girl in a love that's the real McCoy Ain't bad for a good ol' boy We got a roof to keep the rain off A mail box to write our name on A ten-acre lot with a little bird dog On the front porch Bacon in the pancakes on the griddle Hand in hand right down the middle Life with a girl in a love that's the real McCoy Ain't bad for a good ol' boy Yeah, It ain't bad for a good ol' boy