Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't It Rough?, artist - Doug MacLeod. Album song Exactly Like This, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 09.03.2015
Record label: Reference
Song language: English
Ain't It Rough? |
You say, «Yeah, I was here last Friday night.» |
He say, «I didn’t like you.» |
Under your breath you go, |
«Well that makes us even.» |
But you keep on setting up. |
You feel a little tap on your shoulder. |
You turn around and there’s this woman. |
She got on more makeup than five drag queens in West Hollywood and |
She says, «Are you loud?» |
You say, «MacLeod.» |
«Are you loud?» |
«Oh, no we ain’t loud, just acoustic bass and a guitar.» |
«Is that a speaker?» |
«Well that’s an amplifier. |
We use that so we can hear ourselves while you all are enjoying your dinners, |
libations, conversations, and watching television. |
«I think you’re loud. |
I’m going to tell the manager you’re loud. |
«Well, you had enough then. |
That’s when you tell her, |
«Madam, compared to your make up — we’re mute. |
«She says, «Well, I never!» |
You say, «Well, maybe you should.» |
I had to write this song. |
Ain’t It Rough? |
Well I was working in this country bar, picking nothing new on my guitar, |
And I was really thinking I ain’t getting too far. |
When this fella having a |
couple |
Beers said, «Son when you get done, come over here, I’m gonna' tell you how to |
be a star. |
Well, first you need a will of steel, a genuine country feel. |
By the way, do you know a song by George Jones?» |
Well, I found my way to start to play, He Stopped Loving Her Today |
But when I got to the bandstand that man was gone. |
Ain’t it rough? |
Ain’t it tough? |
When you’re doing all you can but it ain’t |
enough. |
I know it’s rough. |
I know it’s tough. |
When you’re doing all you can but |
it ain’t enough. |
Well, I was working in this Holiday Inn, playing bad music and watching sin, |
But I don’t mind telling you the pay was alright. |
But I had to wear this tight |
pink suit that the leader of the band he thought was cute, I got nervous |
sitting down every night. |
I was picking guitar and handling the lights, |
and I’m gonna' tell you I was doing alright, but I felt some trouble when this |
drunk kept coming on. |
I said, «Excuse man I got a cue.» |
He said, «Is that more important than me talking to you!» |
I said, 'It's something I got |
to do, don’t get me wrong.» |
Well, he got mad. |
Started raising sand. |
Swung at me, hit the leader of the band. |
They gave me a slip, matched my suit, |
I’m gone. |
Well my girlfriend called me lazy. |
She said, «Didn't you get a trade in the |
Navy? |
Get a straight job things will better you’ll see.» |
Well I figured she had |
A point, 'cause all I been working was joints, so good bye night life and hello |
Straight life for me. |
I got me a suit and tie. |
Packed my resumes, ah resumes, |
With a whole bunch of lies, and headed downtown to start my new life. |
Well, I looked around and I got a job, and I’m gonna' tell you I was working |
hard, but that girl I’ve talking about? |
She became my wife. |
Now she wanted me |
to bring home the bacon, but the part of the pig I got was still aching, |
And when I came home one night that girl was gone. |
So I picked up my guitar and |
I realized you don’t got to be no star. |
That’s why I’m here in this bar singing |
this song! |