It's tough to live these days
Deep in a dark holler
And the broke folks can't buy liquor with a nickel and a dollar
You see people posted out
Then told to find a hole to fish in
It's tough luck
But bad are the days and the better the b**hin'
It's tough to live these days
Deep in a dark holler
And the broke folks can't buy a chicken with a nickel and a dollar
It's tough to live on perches
When you don't even have a hole to fish in
It's tough luck, people
But bad are the days and the better the b**hin'
I'm just saying
The bigger the heartbreak
The better the b**hin'
There's always somebody bigger and badder
And better in the bed or the kitchen
I'm just saying
The bigger the breakup
The better the b**hin'
Listen up
Breaking up's like breaking out of prison
It's OK, my heart's so broken it's aching bad
The old home place got taken
The days are fake and sad
But I'm alright, I'm not sick or poor
I've got two strong legs, I've got the liquor store
It's OK, my heart's so broken it's aching bad
The one that I love got taken
The times are fake and sad
But I'm alright, I'm not sick or poor
I've got two strong legs, I've got the liquor store
It's OK