Sawyer Brown - Gettin' Through (Good Ol’ Boy) lyrics
[Sawyer Brown - Gettin' Through Good Ol’ Boy lyrics]
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, got a G i loan
I got married, bought myself a home
Now I hang around this one horse town
And do the best I can
It's gettin' tough, just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well 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 a wife for the kids
And what will everyone say
My brother's standin' on a welfare line
And any minute now I might get mine
And meanwhile it's the I r s
And the devil to pay
Well, gettin' tough, just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy
Well, I go out here every Friday night
Spend a little money, lookin' for a fight
And it don't matter if I lose or win
'Cause Monday I'm back on
The losin' end again
Gettin' tough, it's just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy
Gettin' tough, it's just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy
A twenty thousand dollar pickup truck
Belongs to me and the bank
And some funny talkin' man from Iran
I left the service, got a G i loan
I got married, bought myself a home
Now I hang around this one horse town
And do the best I can
It's gettin' tough, just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well 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 a wife for the kids
And what will everyone say
My brother's standin' on a welfare line
And any minute now I might get mine
And meanwhile it's the I r s
And the devil to pay
Well, gettin' tough, just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy
Well, I go out here every Friday night
Spend a little money, lookin' for a fight
And it don't matter if I lose or win
'Cause Monday I'm back on
The losin' end again
Gettin' tough, it's just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy
Gettin' tough, it's just my luck
I was born in the land of plenty
Now there ain't enough
Gettin' cold, I've been told
Well nowadays it just don't pay to
Be a good ol' boy