Pretty Good

I've been workin' my fingers
To the bone
No where to go but up
From here they say
I've been doing the job of two
On my own
Bossman keeps asking me
How I'm carrying all this weight

Pretty Good Pretty Good
Aint the best at what I do but I'm Pretty good

Now I'm drinking a little more
Than I should
No one wants a drunken husband
I can hear her say
I tell her baby you'd be drinking
If you could
She asks me how she can still love me
While I'm carrying on this way

Pretty Good Pretty Good
Aint the best that I can be but I'm Pretty Good
And I'll keep working and drinking And loving and singing
Just like any ole boy would
And that's how I always stay
Pretty good

Now I'm living a little faster
Than most can
Burning a candle with a torch
At both ends
Singing louder than most
People can stand
That's alright cuz it's just for me
And all my friends

Say I'm pretty good pretty good
Ain't the best that I can be but i'm
Pretty good
And when I'm down in the mouth
And a way out
Is sounding better than it should
I remember I'm not great just
Pretty Good