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 over
Things are tough all over
Well, all over and 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 again
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
Well, all over and over
Things are tough all over
Well, all over and over
Things, things are tough all over
♪
Here's one for the brokenhearted

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
Well, all over and over
Things are tough all over
Well, all over and over
Things, things are tough all over
♪
Things are tough all over
♪
Things are tough all over

Things are tough all over
♪
Things are tough all over
♪
And over
Things are tough all over
♪
Things are tough all over
And over
♪
Things are tough all over
♪
Things are tough all over
And over
♪
Things are tough all over