Corey Smith The Good Life Lyrics

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I'm sittin' alone in my three-bedroom home
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A mile east of where I was raised
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Starin' out the window at my dog in the backyard
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In the pine straw covered with clay
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d___ he's a mess but we love him to death
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I guess he fits in this family well
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Yeah, we're a bloodline of shepherds used to roamin'
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the pastures
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Tryin' to cope with this suburban hell

It sure ain't the good life we're livin'

But I reckon we're happy enough

We've done well with the hands we were given

With a little hope and a whole lotta' love

Dad just finished buildin' it must have cost him a

killin'

That house out on Rambler's Inn

He sent my brother off to college, walkin' through the

arches

Man we're all sure proud of him

But he never tried to spoil us, kept our hands in the

sawdust

Yea we chipped in whenever we could

And we shared in the sweat and the blood and the tears

I guess he knew it would do us some good

It sure ain't the good life we're livin'

But I reckon we're happy enough

We've done well with the hands we were given

With a little hope and a whole lotta' love

No we don't have our fists full of dollars and we're no

southern aristocrats

No we ain't got a lot but we've earned what we got

And we couldn't do it much better than that

My wife quit her job

Now she's workin' full time

Takin' care of the baby and me

And I'm playin' in the bars tryin' to pay off the debts

Lord this half acre didn't come cheap

I come draggin' in three and four in the mornin'

Smell like tobacco and rum

Still she wakes up to greet me 'cause she loves me

completely

Says she's proud of the star I've become

It sure is a good life we're livin'

Yeah, I reckon we're happy enough

We've done well with the hand we were given

With a little hope and a whole lotta' love

No we don't have our fists full of dollars and we're no

southern aristocrats

No we ain't got a lot but we love what we got

And we couldn't do it much better than that

I hope ol' St. Peter will have me when they throw my

coffin in the back

When that hearse rolls away I hope all ya'll will say

"He couldn't do it much better than that