A Happy Guy

Some guys like a nine to five job
And a house with a white picket fence
Some guys live without a weekly paycheck
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
And that's why I'm a happy guy

Now I steer clear of sweet talking gals
They got-a wedding bells on their mind
They want a guy to stay home every night
But me I'm a different kind

Now 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 girl's gonna chain me
I was born with a roving eye
And when the thrill is gone well I'll be moving on
And that's why I'm a happy guy

Woah-oh-oh yeah