I'm a poor boy born in a rut
Some say my manners ain't the best
Some of my friends have been in a whole lot of trouble
And 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 restless time
Those rich kids and all their lazy money
They can't hold a candle to mine
So 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 the digger of the ditch?
Man, who's to say who's the better man?
I'm doing the very best I can
Best I can
I'm a poor boy born in a rut
Some say my manners ain't the best
Some of my friends have been in a whole lot of trouble
And some say I'm no better than the rest
So tell your momma and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white