I was tryin' to look busy Loadin' guitars in the truck When a fella from the city Started sizin' me up It was a long interrogation With a lot of bad advice When I finally got a word in He could see it in my eyes I can waste time on a five-year plan Build myself a house on desert sand I'd rather put the day in the good Lord's hands because This livin' don't give a damn (yeah) I quit savin' all my prayin' For days down on my luck Funny thing 'bout when it's raining Everybody's lookin' up But me, I'm lookin' forward So, I won't ever drown And I'm thankful just to be here On this side of the ground 'Cause I can waste time on a five-year plan Build myself a house on desert sand I'd rather put the day in the good Lord's hands because This livin' don't give a damn Hey, hey ♪ There's all different types of people Only two kinds of regret Well, and either way you make 'em It ain't easy to forget So, mister, you go your way Well, and I'll go mine And there ain't no right or wrong way When you're doin' what you like And I can waste time on a five-year plan Build myself a house on desert sand I'd rather put the day in the good Lord's hands because Well, the livin' don't give a damn