Dirt Rich

We drive trucks, Neills and tractors
Hang sheet rock, lots of rafters
Climb real, not corporate ladders
We're up and out 'em, when the sun comes up

Pull motors underneath the shade tree
Don't mind gettin' all greasy, hard work comes easy
The other side of the track looks down on us
Plain old meat and potatoes

We bust our backs for what we have
We use our hands, somebody's gotta dig that ditch
We can afford all we want for more
We're a long way from bein' poor
Thank the Lord, we're dirt rich

We're teachers stayin' over
Firemen, cops, and soldiers
Hard hats on bulldozers
Keepin' our nose through the old grindstone

We're from generations of farm heads and fillin' stations
Nuts and bolts of this, here nation
Workin' our fingers to the bone
Hands up

We bust our back for what we have
We use our hands, somebody's gotta dig that ditch
We can afford all we want for more
We're a long way from bein' poor
Thank the Lord, we're dirt rich

We bust our back for everythin' we have
We use our hands, somebody's gotta dig that ditch
We can afford all we want, for nothin' more
We're a long way from bein' poor
Thank the Lord, we're dirt rich

Thank the good Lord, we're dirt rich
Yeah, you know we're dirt rich