Good Ol Boy — текст песни (Steve Earle)

I got a job but it aint 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 aint enough

Gettin cold

Ive been told

Nowadays it just dont pay to be a good ol boy



Been goin nowhere down a one-way track

Id kill to leave it but aint no turnin back

Got the wife and the kids and what would everybody say

My brothers standin on a welfare line

And any minute now I might get mine

Meanwhile its 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 dont matter if I lose or win

cause monday Im back on the losin end again