Teksty: Blake Shelton. On A Good Day.

On a good day, when I think about her
I only cry a couple hundred tears
And 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 okay
But as you can plainly see, I'm not having a good day

Chorus:
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 having a good day

On a good day, I would never crash a party
Knowing 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 having a good day

(Repeat Chorus)

Yeah I only see you, Joe
When I'm not having a good day
No I'm not having a good day