Текст песни Steve Earle - Good Ol` Boy (Gettin` Tough)
Steve Earle - Good Ol` Boy (Gettin` Tough) слова песни
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