Lyrics
well, she's waiting for the bus, down on the boulevard, pretty little working girl, she ain't got no fancy clothes, don't drive no fancy car, she's the waitress, at the bar and grill, she's on her own now, he left and went away, he really broke her heart, it just worked out that way, well, all over and all over, things are tough all over, well, all over and all over, things, things are tough all over, well, he's drinking at the bar, down by the old boat yard, he sits and he talks to strangers, the factory laid him off, and life's been getting hard, it's enough to make a good man bad, he's got that look in his eye, there's just no words to say, it's tough to swallow your pride, each and every day, heres one for the broken hearted, it's tough just to get things started, all over again, all over again, he's got that look in his eye, there's just no words to say, it's tough to swallow your pride, each and every day, things are tough all over, things are tough all over, things are tough all over, things are tough all over.