Good Guys (Don't Wear White)

I'm a poor boy born in a rut

Some say my manners aint the best

Some of my friends have been in a whole lot of trouble

And some say i'm no better than the rest

But tell your momma and your papa

Sometimes good guys don't wear white

Everyday 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

So tell your momma and your papa

Sometimes good guys don't wear white

Good guys, bad guys

Which is which?

The white collar worker

Or the digger of the ditch?

Man, who's to say who's the better man?

Of those two, I'm doin the very best I can

Best I can

You thought I had a dirty mind

All those messed up chicks

Of the changing times

White filth and easy livin

Can't come close

To the love that I've given

So tell your momma and your papa

Sometimes good guys don't wear white

They don't wear white

They don't wear white

They don't wear white

They don't wear white