Lyrics:

[POOR MEMORY--SORRY] 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 can't come come close to the love that i've given but tell.. sometimes...