Good Guys (Don't Wear White)

I'm a bored boy born in the road

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

Everyday I work hard

At night I spend a restless time

With all those rich kids and their lazy money

You can't hold a candle too long

But 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 digger in the ditch

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

Of those two I do the 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

But tell your mama and your papa

Sometimes good guys don't wear white