i`m a bored boy born in the road
some say my manners ain`t the best
some of my friends they`ve been in a whole lot of trouble
some say i`m no better than the rest
but tell your mama and your papa
sometimes good guys don`t wear white
everyday i work hard
at night i spend a restless [?] time
with all those rich kids and their lazy money
you can`t hold a candle too long [?]
but tell...
sometimes...
good guys bad guys which is which?
the white collar worker or digger in the ditch
man who`s to say who`s the better man
of those two i do the best i can
you thought i had a dirty mind
all the messed up chicks all the changing times
white filth and easy living
you [bad word] come close to the love that i`ve given
but tell..
sometimes...