good ol' boy (gettin' tough)

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 again