Happy Guy

Some guys like a 9 to 5 job

And a house with a white picket fence

Some guys live for that weekly pay check

But to me it don't make much sense

Now I don't like a tight collar

Or a suit with a matching tie

I like to pick up and go where the four winds blow



I steer clear of sweet talkin' gals

They gotta wedding bells on their mind

They want a guy to stay home every night

But me I'm a different kind



I move when I'm ready

And I don't have to tell you why

I just grab my hat

And leave where I'm at

And that's why I'm a happy guy



You can look for me when I'm passing through

And I'll stay awhile in your town

We can live it up and let the good times roll

But don't try to settle me down



No girls gonna chain me!

I was born with a roving eye

And when the thrill is gone

I'll be moving on



And that's why I'm a happy guy