sometimes livin'll put a grin on your face steppin' in brown stuff, it aint no big disgrace you must have had angels, who worked overtime just when ya throw the towel in, it all works out fine everybody, everybody, everybody give that boy a hand couldn't happen, couldn't happen, couldn't happen to a better man so roll from your board room, rock on your porch crack me one open, light up your torch call it a wrap boy, ride in that herd oh, by the way my friend . . . i won't say a word everybody, everybody, everybody give that boy a hand couldn't happen, it couldn't happen, couldn't happen to a better man aw yeah! i'm ridin' a back road, with it all open wide it gives me a laugh, & a smile inside all of those miles, with you my old friend lost for so long, found in the end everybody, everybody, everybody give that boy a hand couldn't happen, couldn't happen, it couldn't happen to a better man aw yeah!