Bulldozers and Dirt Drive-By Truckers
Capo 1
A Capella:
Bulldozers and dirt, bulldozers and dirt
What’s your momma got hidden up her shirt
I like to play and I like to work
But most of all I like bulldozers and dirt
[E]I met your mama when [A]I was six[E]teen
[E]You couldn’t have been any[B]more than three
[E]She caught me stealing yall’s [A]color T[E]V
[E]She called the cops and they [B]arrested [E]me
She was the wildest thing I’d ever seen
The way she pointed that shotgun at me
The police hauled my ass off to jail
Your mama signed the trailer to help make the bail
She [A]picked me [E]up and [B]drove me [E]home
[A]Said “I’ll [E]learn you [B]not to roam”
[A]Green green [E]grass [B]under my [E]feet
But [E]all I can think about’s the [B]dirt under[E]neath
Chorus:
Bull[E]dozers and dirt Bulld[A]ozers and [E]dirt
Beh[E]ind the trailer, [B]my desert
Them [E]red clay piles are [A]heaven on [E]earth
[E]I get my rocks off, [B]bulldozers and [E]dirt
I got a pickup that’s up on blocks
And I’m up to my ass in debt and hock
And I can’t get the red stains off of my socks
And I can’t get you off of my mind
I’ve lived with your mama for eleven years
Through good times, and bad times, fist fights and tears
But something comes over me when you come near
So won’t you come over and sip on this beer
Chorus
Most of all I like bulldozers and dirt
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