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


(CHORUS)
Well, all over and all over

Things are tough all over
Well, all over and all 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
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


(CHORUS)


Heres one for the broken hearted
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


(CHORUS)

Things are tough all over

Things are tough all over
Things are tough all over
Things are tough all over...