Gettin’ Through (Good Ol’ Boy) Sawyer Brown

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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