Paroles de Good Ol' Albert

Good Ol' Albert came into this world 'Bout nineteen years ago He was born to a salesman and a native girl Who taught him how to go and grow He was raised in Tennessee Where he learned just how to be An intelligent good ol' boy He started schoolin' at the age of four Though it was a bore cause it didn't make his mind sore (soar) (chorus) He was an overall genius, a bluejean machine And I know the boy had something to say He pursued his education at the school of knocks Where he was hit by the rocks of the world He stayed away from the hippies and the jocks Thinking he'd be better off with a girl No but he's the kind of guy that needs his own space He won't stick around too long in the same place He knows he's got too much life ahead To get stuck in the same old chase (chorus) He said hey it wouldn't be fair for you to not do you music 'Cause he told me the Lord was gonna use it It might just be for one or two But it will pick them up when they're blue (chorus)