(Steve Gaines). Ain't no good life. Not the one that I lead. 'Cause the more I fight the sadness yeah. It only seems the more that I grieve. Well I look back on the good times. As some lost part of me. I wanna know tell me why is it so. Well just because I don't pray. Lord that don't mean I ain't forgiven. Just 'cause I'm alive. That don't mean I'm makin' a livin'. I'm gonna get myself together. I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt. Talkin' about the good times slippin' by. Yeah I tell ya. I don't even know where last month went. Well I can't make no money baby. Well 'cause my money's already spent. And I know where it went. I said it went on that damn rent. Well I don't mean change baby. I mean foldin' money. Well I want lovin' said I don't need a buddy. I don't need nobody now. Ain't exactly my idea. Its sort of old borrowed and blue. Just tryin' to say. Don't try that straight life buddy. Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you. Women don't try to cook nothin' up ooh. Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew. Just don't let nobody tell you oh what you oughta do.