I've got two strong hands
to rope the load
I've got dust and grit
from head to toe
I may not look
such a pretty sight
but I've got what I own
and I'm doin' alright
By the end of the week
I'm strapped for cash
drive an old H.T.
she's not too flash
A big bench seat
and a radio
she gets me anywhere
that I want to go
Well I'm not the kind
who likes to boast
But I got all the things
that matter most
And the more you have
the more you've got
to lose
And so the
bare essentials
get me through
I've got an old stray dog
seen better days
no pedigree
and unsociable ways
And ever since the day
that he wandered in
I've had myself a true
and faithful friend
But I'm not the kind
who likes to boast
But I got all the things
that matter most
And the more you have
the more you've got
to lose
And so the
bare essentials
get me through
I've got a few good mates
from way back when
some folks don't think
too much of them
Rough around the edges
they get around
but they won't walk away
when the chips are down
But I'm not the kind
who likes to boast
But I got all the things
that matter most
And I'm having
too much fun
just making do
And the
bare essentials
get me through
Yeah the more you have
the more you've got
to lose
So the
bare essentials
get me through
Yeah the
bare essentials
get me throu....gh