Clean cash, dirty hands
The story of a country man
Ain't no place for wearing suit or a tie
Black and came John Deere green
Diesel smell and big machine
Early morning rooster crows and cries
Hard work gets it done
Haul that load of barley son
Ain't nobody gonna do it for you
Work that rake and move your ass
The scythe is best for mowing grass
We need them hay racks too
I ain't no city slicker
I am a shit kicker
Born by the hay fork and the sweat on my brow
I ain't no town slacker
Ain't no computer hacker
I am a son of the dirt and the plow
Herding the bulls and the cows
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Country bluegrass rock'n'roll
Saves a worn down working soul
Ain't no boots without them horses on fire
Rebel spirit, outlaw heart
Kicking horse or kick-start
Nails in iron shoes or muddy tires
I ain't no city slicker
I am a shit kicker
Born by the hay fork and the sweat on my brow
I ain't no town slacker
Ain't no computer hacker
I am a son of the dirt and the plow
I live off the land here and now
It's freedom and I need it
But nothing's free on this tax ridden earth
All you own and more time and heavy chores
But there ain't nothing that could have more worth
Ride and rope, watch them thorns
Work that canter, grab that horn
Makes no difference if it's sunny or rain
Grit yet teeth ain't gonna be no goddamn liability
If you fall down, just get up again
I ain't no city slicker
I am a shit kicker
Born by the hay fork and the sweat on my brow
I ain't no town slacker
Ain't no computer hacker
I am a son of the dirt and the plow
I ain't no city slicker
I am a shit kicker
Born by the hay fork and the sweat on my brow
I ain't no town slacker
Ain't no computer hacker
I am a son of the dirt and the plow
And I'll never change anyhow