Good Man Blues

Well, I've been reformed

I'm gonna live the right kind of life, yes, indeed

Yes, I'm happy now

Well, I've been a no-good man

But those days have passed me by

Yes, I've been a no-good man

But those days done passed me by

Yes, gonna be kind to my baby

I'm gonna be her kind of guy

Well, I'm gonna marry and settle down

Live the right kind of life

I'm gonna marry and settle down

Live the right kind of life

I'm gonna take my pretty baby

Yes, and make her my wife

I'm gonna raise a family

I want a baby boy

But I warn you, baby

He'd better look like Roy

I'm gonna settle down

I'm gonna live the right kind of life

Yes, I'm gonna walk down the aisle

And take unto myself a wife

Oh, hey, hey, hey

Well, I'm goin' to church on Sunday

Gonna let whiskey alone

Yes, goin' to church on every Sunday

Gonna let whiskey alone

I'm gonna be my kind of guy

Yes, keep her happy from now on

Well, I'm gonna raise a family

Want a cute baby boy

Yes, gonna raise a family

I want a cute little baby boy

Yes, and once again I tell you, baby

He'd better look just like Roy

Oh, hey, hey, hey

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey