Good Ol' Boy (Gettin' Tough)

(album: Guitar Town - 1986)

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 talking 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
Getting tough
Just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty now there ain't enough
Getting cold
I've been told
Nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy

Been going nowhere down a one-way track
I'd kill to leave it but ain't no turning back
Got the wife and the kids and what would everybody say
My brother's standing 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 looking for a fight
It don't matter if I lose or win
'Cause Monday I'm back on the losing end again