Good In This World Songtext
I saw an old man in a veterans hat
At the service station pumping his gas
Pulled up beside him blaring B side Merle
He said there's still some good it this world
He said Hag was the poet for the common man
Got him through his tour in Vietnam
He was the first dance to a brown-eyed girl
When there was still some good in this world
At the service station pumping his gas
Pulled up beside him blaring B side Merle
He said there's still some good it this world
He said Hag was the poet for the common man
Got him through his tour in Vietnam
He was the first dance to a brown-eyed girl
When there was still some good in this world
He went and pulled out a picture that was sitting on his dash
I lost my Lydia a couple years back
Took that pension and I bought her those pearls
When there was still some good in this world
Walked in the station I put 10 on pump 8
Behind the register I can see it on her face
Right then and there I gave ole kindness a whirl
To show there's still some good in this world
So I pulled out the 20 told her you can keep the change
Making ends meet ain't met on minimum wage
Don't make a dent, but makes a day for a girl
To show there's still some good in this world
Thought about that old man's love on my quiet ride home
The girl behind the register and the love of my own
These days are numbered, my perspective has grown
Tonight I'm gonna hold her like tomorrow ain't known
I guess getting gas and tippin' cash changed the way I see the world
There still some good in it, and that good is you, girl
I lost my Lydia a couple years back
Took that pension and I bought her those pearls
When there was still some good in this world
Walked in the station I put 10 on pump 8
Behind the register I can see it on her face
Right then and there I gave ole kindness a whirl
To show there's still some good in this world
So I pulled out the 20 told her you can keep the change
Making ends meet ain't met on minimum wage
Don't make a dent, but makes a day for a girl
To show there's still some good in this world
Thought about that old man's love on my quiet ride home
The girl behind the register and the love of my own
These days are numbered, my perspective has grown
Tonight I'm gonna hold her like tomorrow ain't known
I guess getting gas and tippin' cash changed the way I see the world
There still some good in it, and that good is you, girl
