Lyrics:

Hey there
Hey there guitar man
Could you play me a song

Could you play the one I've never heard
Maybe I know all too well at all

What you got in that bucket
Three dollars and a chicken wing

Well it don't pay much
But it always brings me happiness I guess
And that's something

No I'll never be the smartest man
Never be the richest man
I'll probably never amount to much of anything
This I know
And how I hope
I will always down the broken road
I never thought
I never thought
I'd be living the dream

Walked down just the other day
I saw somebody had to say that I
Was just a bag of bones
What they just don't know is
I traded my ole fancy coat
For a six box Martin and a couple of ole stove tops
Oh I'll never be the richest man
I'll probably never be the smartest man
I'll be right here putting tips in a coffee can
Oh I'll be living the dream