DIRT (Lucas Hoge, Eddie Kilgallon and Jeff Dayton)
Daddy started everyday in clean work shirt
At the north end of south bound mule
Sun up to supper pourin’ money in that dirt
Sayin’ someday son this’ll all belong to you
And when the builders and the bankers come around
Remember your daddy always stood his ground
Cause it’s my dirt
Here on my shirt
From a days work
Diggin’ out a livin’ again
Where my kids and my crops and my dreams all grow
It ain’t much but by God it’s my home
And on the day my days come to an end
Make sure it’s my dirt, you put me in
Now daddies restin’ underneath that maple in the grove
And I’m south bound on a old John Deer
Holding back the tide triyin to keep this place a float
Well I’m in dirt and debt up to my ears
Mama’s in the kitchen supper’s made
I’m dirty and I’m tired but that’s ok
Cause it’s my dirt
Here on my shirt
From a days work
Diggin’ out a livin’ again
Where my kids and my crops and my dreams all grow
It ain’t much but by God it’s my home
And on the day my days come to an end
Make sure it’s my dirt, you put me in
Ain’t just dirt you’re standin’ on
It’s my way of life
Ain’t no way I’m movin on
Call it faith, call it crazy, call it pride
Cause it’s my dirt
Where my kids and my crops and my dreams all grow
It ain’t much but by God it’s my home
And on the day my days come to an end
Make sure it’s my dirt, you put me in
Yeah this is my dirt
© 2006 House of Hoge (ASCAP)/Pleezin’ the Breeze Music (ASCAP)/Jeff Dayton Music (BMI)/Offer You Can’t Refuse Music (BMI)