A Cluster of Old Men

I have days where I hate my job
This little town and the whole world too
And last Sunday when my Bengals lost
Lord, it put me in a bad moodI have moments when I curse the rain
Then complain when the sun's too hot
I look around at what everyone has
And I forget about all I've gotBut I know I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
A few dollars in a coffee canMy old truck's still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving
And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord, knows I'm a lucky manGot some friends who would be here fast
I could call 'em any time of day
Got a brother who's got my back
Got a mama who I swear's a saintGot a brand new rod and reel
Got a full week off this year
Dad had a close call last spring
It's a miracle he's still hereBut lord knows I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
A few dollars in a coffee canMy old truck's still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving
One more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord knows I'm a lucky manOh, my old truck's still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving
And even my bad days ain't that bad
Yeah, I'm a lucky man
I'm a lucky, lucky man