Good Man Blues Songtext
von Roy Brown

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