Pretty Good

I've been workin' my fingers

To the bone

No where to go but up

From here they say

I've been doing the job of two

On my own

Bossman keeps asking me

How I'm carrying all this weight

Pretty Good Pretty Good

Aint the best at what I do but I'm Pretty good

Now I'm drinking a little more

Than I should

No one wants a drunken husband

I can hear her say

I tell her baby you'd be drinking

If you could

She asks me how she can still love me

While I'm carrying on this way

Pretty Good Pretty Good

Aint the best that I can be but I'm Pretty Good

And I'll keep working and drinking And loving and singing

Just like any ole boy would

And that's how I always stay

Pretty good

Now I'm living a little faster

Than most can

Burning a candle with a torch

At both ends

Singing louder than most

People can stand

That's alright cuz it's just for me

And all my friends

Say I'm pretty good pretty good

Ain't the best that I can be but i'm

Pretty good

And when I'm down in the mouth

And a way out

Is sounding better than it should

I remember I'm not great just

Pretty Good