I'm a poor boy born in a rut
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
Every day I work hard
At night I spend a restless time
Those rich kids and all their lazy money
They can't hold a candle to mine
Tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white
Good guys, bad guys which is which?
The white collar worker or the digger in the ditch?
Man, who's to say who's the better man?
Of those two I do the best I can
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
So tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white
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I'm a poor boy born in a rut 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
Every day I work hard At night I spend a restless time Those rich kids and all their lazy money They can't hold a candle to mine
Tell your mama and your papa Sometimes good guys don't wear white
Good guys, bad guys which is which? The white collar worker or the digger in the ditch? Man, who's to say who's the better man? Of those two I do the best I can 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
So tell your mama and your papa Sometimes good guys don't wear white