That's Livin' Alright

Working on the side the morning tonight, that's living alright. That's living alright. Then the paint with the boys in a buffalo noise, that's living alright. That's living alright. Working on day for a bit is a pain, then flowing on Saturday night.

And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names That's living alright Working in the sun drinking snaps of a drum That's living alright Then the night at the town Straight at noon now That's living alright Working all day for a pack of the paint I'll send a little back to the road

You keep a little here just to keep you in bed That's living alright Yeah, you play the game Then it's not been a thing That's living alright Tell them a lie With a flinch in your eye That's tomorrow you'll be back on the site And you kiss the dames But you don't ask their names

That's living alright Yeah, you play the game, then it's not be the same That's living alright That's living alright Let's live it all up. And it is the days that you don't ask their names Like, slipping alright Working in the sun, drinking snaps on the front Like, slipping alright

Then the night at the town, spreading around I'm still down, not slipping alright Walking all day, for a pack of the pain I see the little back to the road You still need people in the head Just to keep you in bed, not slipping alright Yeah, you play the game Then it's up in the chain, not slipping alright

Tell the lie with a grin on your eye As tomorrow you'll be back on the side And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names That's living alright If you play the game then it's up to say That's living alright