Lyrics
I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of gun
Any fool knows you'll never get rich
When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
All I got to show is blisters and sweat
Blisters and sweat and minimum pay
I'm just tryin' to get out of debt
And buddy I bet you I make it someday
Well I wish that I was the man with the clipboard
Sittin' in the shade with an RC cola
Makin' calls on the cellular phone
And yellin' down at me to keep my butt a movin'
I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of gun
Any fool knows you'll never get rich
When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
Someday you'll see me workin' that clipboard
Sittin' in the cab of a cool silverado
Tuned in to a country station
Rollin' down the window just to holler out orders
To the fool with the shovel way down in a ditch
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of a gun
Everybody knows you'll never get rich
Workin' down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of gun
Any fool knows you'll never get rich
When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
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DENNIS LINDE
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