Lyrics:

I'm just a good boy, working hard to get my payA little time, a little trouble, a better dayI see no reason as for wh
y it cannot beA little time, a little trouble, a better dayYou bury your head in the things you said, that's fineBut the da
ys go by and you know it's getting dark at nineYou give all you want, but you take away what's mineWe can make it better, bab
y, so much better all the timeJust a good boyLooking hard to see my wayA little time, a little trouble, a better day[guit
ar solo (Pete Ham)]I see no reason as for why it cannot beA little time, a little trouble, a better dayWell, you bury your
head in the things you said, that's fineBut the days go by and you know it's getting dark at nineYou give all you want, but
you take away what's mineWe can make it betterBaby, so much better all the timeJust a good boyLooking hard to see my wayA
little time, a little trouble, better days.Woooh, woooh, woooh, woooh, woooh, woooh, woooh, wooohWoooh.