Dirt Boy

I'm a dirt boy Dirt-dirt, dirt boy I learned to drive on a John Deere turtle gear Seven years old in my daddy's lap With dust on my face and mood on my boots Mama said no, you can't go to school like that Been called a hayseed, hillbilly, hick from the sticks Small town good ole boy up to no good And to the ones that know me and love me In my redneck of the woods I'm a dirt boy I wake up and go to work, boy A raised up in a church, boy But I've been known to cuss and drink I try to live right, boy I got your back in a fight, boy But most of all I'm her boy And that's what I'm gonna be 'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy Hard to believe that the girl of my dreams grew up Three miles down the road Pretty as wildflower, honeysuckle sweet She could've had anybody but she wanted to be with A dirt boy I wake up and go to work, boy A raised up in a church, boy But I've been known to cuss and drink I try to live right, boy I got your back in a fight, boy But most of all I'm her boy And that's what I'm gonna be 'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy I've been called a hayseed, hillbilly, hick from the sticks Small town good ole boy up to no good But to the ones that know me and love me in my redneck of the woods I'm a dirt, boy I wake up and go to work, boy Raised up in Fall City Baptist Church boy, yeah But I've been known to cuss and drink I try to live right, boy I got your back in a fight, boy But most of all I'm her boy And that's what I'm gonna be 'Til I'm six feet deep in the dirt boy Yeah, I'm a dirt boy, mm-mm Yeah, I'm a dirt boy