Things Are Fixin’ To Get Real Good
By Deryl Dodd


G
I moved to Nashville back in ‘91
      Em
I was hopin for heaven but I met the Devil’s son
      D
David Allan Coe was right ‘bout a long hard ride
         C                           D
Hell you ought to see the little red truck I drive
G
Well I refused to be something I’m not
     Em
So I didn’t make the Music City News a lot
D
But I don’t give a damn about that now
           C                     D
Cause some people like the way I sound


Chorus:
G
Things are fixin’ to get real good
       Em
In the honky tonks you know I’m understood
D
I been to the school of hard knocks and hardwood and
C                   D        G
Things are fixin to get real good


I made a lot of good friends they came from all around
We chased women and dreams while searching for a sound
But we sank right down the musical tubes
Getting lost in the crowd and drinkin’ too much booze
Lord knows I done a lot of things wrong
But I wrote em all down in my country songs
Sometimes you gotta go to hell and back
Just to know where you’re at


Chorus

Chorus

Yeah I’ve done my dance on sawdust and hardwood
And things are fixin’ to get real good
Yeah they are
I have done my dance on sawdust and hardwood
Things are fixin’ to get real good