Dirt Boy

I'm a dirt boy
Dirt-dirt, dirt boy

I learned to drive on a John Deere turtle gear
Seven years old in my daddy's lap
With dust on my face and mood on my boots
Mama said no, you can't go to school like that

Been called a hayseed, hillbilly, hick from the sticks
Small town good ole boy up to no good
And to the ones that know me and love me
In my redneck of the woods

I'm a dirt boy
I wake up and go to work, boy
A raised up in a church, boy
But I've been known to cuss and drink

I try to live right, boy
I got your back in a fight, boy
But most of all I'm her boy
And that's what I'm gonna be
'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy

Hard to believe that the girl of my dreams grew up
Three miles down the road
Pretty as wildflower, honeysuckle sweet
She could've had anybody but she wanted to be with

A dirt boy
I wake up and go to work, boy
A raised up in a church, boy
But I've been known to cuss and drink

I try to live right, boy
I got your back in a fight, boy
But most of all I'm her boy
And that's what I'm gonna be
'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy

I've been called a hayseed, hillbilly, hick from the sticks
Small town good ole boy up to no good
But to the ones that know me and love me in my redneck of the woods

I'm a dirt, boy
I wake up and go to work, boy
Raised up in Fall City Baptist Church boy, yeah
But I've been known to cuss and drink

I try to live right, boy
I got your back in a fight, boy
But most of all I'm her boy
And that's what I'm gonna be
'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy

Yeah, I'm a dirt boy, mm-mm
Yeah, I'm a dirt boy