On a Good Day - Blake Shelton

On A Good Day, when I think about her

I only cry a couple hundred tears

On A Good Day, when I can’t forget about her

I can dull the pain with just a couple beers

On A Good Day I can even fake a smile

When somebody says I’m gonna be ok But as you can plainly see

I’m not havin’On A Good Day.

So set em up Here’s a hundred dollars keep em comin’Joe (whoa whoa)

When I’ve had enough

Call this number and my brother

Will pour me in his car and drive me home

On A Good Day, I become the kind of man that even I can barely tolerate

And as you can plainly see

I’m not havin’On A Good Day.

On A Good Day, I would never crash a party

Knowin’she’d be there with someone else

And On A Good Day, I would have stopped before I started

To make a major fool of myself

On A Good Day, I’d been quick enough to duck

Before her new love punched me in the face

But as you can plainly see

I’m not havin’On A Good Day.

Yeah I only see you Joe

When I’m not havin’A Good Day

No I’m not havin’A Good Day.