Letra de 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 IranI 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 canIt'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' boyBeen 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 will 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 payIt's all 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' boyWell, I hit the beer joints every Friday night Spend a little money lookin' for a fight But it don't matter if I lose or win 'Cause Monday, I'm back on the losin' end againGettin' tough, it's just my luck I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough It's gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boyGettin' tough, just my luck I was born in the land of plenty now there ain't enough We're gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy