Lyrics:

He works way too much for way too little
He drinks way too early til way too... late
He hasn't had raise since New Years Day in eighty-eight
Gets trampled on by everyone 'cept when comes in here
Now he's a product of the Haggard generation
Hes got a redneck side when you get him agitated
He got the gold tooth look from a stiff right hook hes proud he took
For his right wing stand on Vietnam
Says he lost his brother there
He yells out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play a ring of Fire As he walks up and stands there by the
stage
And he says

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me, life was good, and love.. was easy

Shes got MBA and a plush corner office
Shes got a dont mess with me attitude
She'll close the deal, she dont reveal that she can feel
The loneliness, the emptiness 'cept when she comes in here
She's a product of the me generation
She got a rock and roll side when you get her agitated
She got the tattoo there on her derriere from a spring break dare
In Panama where love was all she thought shed ever need
She yells out to the band, Know any Bruce Springsteen
Then she jumps up on the bar
And she, and she starts to scream
She says

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me, life was good, and love was easy

Yeah, yeah, anything to get my mind off thinking bout
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Hey.. Hell, yeah......

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me, life was good

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me, life was good, and love was easy