A 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.