Intro.: x 2 Four year's old my birthday, I opened presents, ate some cake I took tonker straight outside to play in dirt Six years old, hard line drive, that ball just sailed on by 'Cause I was busy writing that name of mine in dirt It was my first love, good as gold, heaven was a shovel and a two foot hole Mama should have bought all my clothes in brown, 'cause I'd turn 'em that color anyhow In be-tween the car and the front steps of that church was dirt Inst.: Turned sixte (allcountrytabs.com)