She took my cowboy boots and my fishin' gear
My George Jones CD's and my case of beer
She left a little note up on the table sayin' we were through
Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?

I had a cherry red pick up, '75
Last time I saw it, it was headin' out the drive
Her hair was blowin' in the wind
I think that she was laughin' too
Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?

Time's are a changin', things are rearrangin'
Lordy, it's a hell of a mess
Who's in control, well, I don't know
It ain't me I guess

I had a dog named Jack, she took him too
That was the coldest thing she could ever do
She left behind the cat, you know, the one that I'm allergic to
Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?

Time's are a changin', things are rearrangin'
Lordy, it's a hell of a mess
Who's in control, well, I don't know
It ain't me I guess

Well, I went on over to the savings and loan
I walked through the door and everybody moaned
She had been there yesterday and left me with the dead-broke blues
Hey mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?

Time's are a changin', things are rearrangin'
Lordy, it's a hell of a mess
Who's in control, well, I don't know
It ain't me I guess

She took my cowboy boots and my fishin' gear
My George Jones CD's and my case of beer
She left a little note up on the table sayin' we were through
Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?

Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?
Hey Mister, you tell me what's a good ol' boy to do?