Smith, Corey - The Good Life Lyrics






I'm sittin alone in my three-bedroom home
A mile east of where I was raised
Starin out the window at my dog in the backyard
In the pine straw covered with clay
Damn he's a mess but we love him to death
I guess he fits in this family well
Yea we're a bloodline of shepherds used to roamin the pastures
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 hand 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 saw dust
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 quite 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, yea 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've earned what we got
And we couldn't do it much better than that

I hope ole 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





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  1. a.... ....

    I have to say this song speaks to me. The middle child, and only daughter, I grew up in my daddy's construction company, farm and motel. The three of us kids cleaned rooms, folded thousands of sheets, just hoping for an ocean breeze. We turned plenty of poor soil and gumbo clay, and after the tobacco buyout, we backfilled foundations and graded and dug ditches to get my big brother through law school. I finished up school as a paralegal. Baby brother is in the shop everyday, welding and grinding, or pouring concrete somewhere, making sure mama and daddy are taken care of. I often listen to this song, drinking my morning coffee... staring out the back window of my 3 bedroom home, 3 doors from my Granny's where I was raised. It sure ain't thr good life we're livin, but I reckon we're happy enough.

    My husband and I danced to "First Dance" at our wedding 9/20/08, and "If I Could Do It Again" has always made me laugh and remember growing up on Ocean Boulevard, hanging out in bars at 15, telling guys I was a freshman at CCU.

    I never miss a show at the House of Blues here in Myrtle Beach, and can't wait for July to roll around. As always, we'll be standing to your left, at the side bar, singing along. Thank you for sharing your talent, your music, and a piece of your soul with all of us.

  2. T.... H....

    To many great songs to pick a favorite!

  3. C.... B....

    Great song!

  4. N.... L....

    Love it Corey! I can't wait to hear it live when you come back to Oklahoma. I've been to see you the last two times you have been here. Arbuckle ballroom in Davis, ok last time and the year before in Stillwater. Keep up the good work and keep kicking ass.

    N.... L....

    Thanks for the support Nick!

    N.... L....

    My brother turned me and my family and many friends on to you, He was your biggest fan, he died in a car accident, he would have damn sure been at your last concert if he were here.  It brings me to tears sometimes when I hear many of your songs, god bless you Corey!  

    N.... L....

    I played 21 and keeping up with the joneses  at his funeral

  5. B.... F....

    Considering just the lyrics, I think this is one of your best songs. It really resignated with me recently in way that can only be described as magical.

    B.... F....

    thx man!

    B.... F....

    Resonated? Right? Idk sorry for bein a grammar nazi but i could be wrong