Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirt, artist - Dean Brody. Date of issue: 25.02.2021
Song language: English
Dirt |
| 4 year’s old my birthday |
| Opened presents, ate some cake |
| I took my tonka 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 |
| Even between the car and the front steps of that church |
| Was dirt |
| Turned sixteen bought a Chevrolet |
| Four wheel drive, what a happy day |
| So even if it rained I could play |
| In dirt |
| Couple years later, wouldn’t you know |
| Lost my heart at the rodeo |
| She fell off her horse and was covered head to toe |
| In dirt |
| It was my first love |
| Good as gold |
| Heaven was a shovel and a two foot hole |
| It’s the reason I’m out here tilling this land |
| And that rodeo queen’s got a ring on her hand |
| I don’t know where I’d be if it weren’t |
| For dirt |
| I ain’t afraid of growing old |
| Cause when I die I know where I’ll go |
| There’ll be no need to cry for me |
| I won’t need your sympathy |
| When they cover me up with six feet of earth |
| It’s just dirt |