Gettin' Tough (Good Ol' Boy) Songtext
von Sawyer Brown

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