Good Ol' Boy (gettin' Tough) Lyrics - Earle Steve

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