I got a crib full of corn, and a turnin' plow
But the ground's too wet for the hopper now
Got a cultivator and a double tree
A leather line for the haw and gee
Let the thunder roll and the lighting flash
I'm doing alright for country trash
I'm saving up dimes for a rainy day
I got about a dollar laid away
The winds from the south and the fishing's good
Got a pot belly stove and a cord of wood
Mama turns the left-overs into hash
I'm doing alright for country trash
I got a mackinaw and a hunting dog
A cap that I ordered from the catalog
A big tall tree that shapes the yard
A big fat sow for the winters lard
Let the thunder roll and the lighting flash
I'm doing alright for country trash
Well, there's not much new ground left to plow
And crops need fertilizer now
My hands don't earn me too much gold
For security when I grow old
But we'll all be equal under the grass
And God's got a heaven for a country trash
God's got a heaven for a country trash
I'll be doing alright for country trash
