Met her at the high school dance down at the Aragon

He was rockin’ them parachute pants, leather high tops on

Couple years later they went and got hitched by a

Justice of the peace

Settled down in a Minnesota town and the rest is history



Baby this is real life, yeah they’re doin’ just fine

Real life, real life alright



Left home when she was 17, got her first tattoo

Never was the homecoming queen, never was that cool

Now she’s serving up drinks and getting new ink

On the east side of L.A.

Not the choice her mama would make and she likes it that way



Baby this is real life, yeah she’s doin’ just fine

Real life, real life alright



Ain’t always fun, it ain’t always pretty

Down in the country, up in the city

Everybody’s different but one thing’s true

We all gotta’ do what we gotta’ do



So me and my gypsy heart gonna

Pack up and hit the road

Got a song in this ol guitar and a string of shows

When that highway calls baby I’ll come runnin’

With my gas tank full and my six string strumming

Got a few friends that’ll keep on coming

This is all I know



Baby this is real life, yeah I’m doin’ just fine

Real life, real life alright