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nate kenyon - dirt road dollars lyrics

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monday morning rooster
c-ckadoodledoo clocks squackin’
on the night stand slapping the
alarm off stumble to the pipe got
coffee on the stove-top b-tton up
the blue collar time to
make the boots walk out
the front door the sun
ain’t even up yet sunny but
we sure are yea ’cause time is money

and we makin’ them dirt road
dollars way out yonder out in
them hollers doin’ it like our
fathers up on them tractors out
in them pastures makin’ it rain
like water farm boy gold

24 karat gold corn rows
blunts break back couple
sweet tea swallers right back
to makin’ them dirt road dollars

if your feelin’ shuck stack diggin
tiller swing that hammer at that 2
by 40 hours well p-ssed rakin’ in
the grain cash stackin’ up the
haystacks red clay pay ’cause we
ain’t afraid to break backs
or a good sweat on the sun
ain’t gone down yet sunny
so we ain’t done yet (h-ll naw)
’cause time is money

and we makin’ them dirt road
dollars way out yonder out in
them hollers doin’ it like our
fathers up on them tractors out
in them pastures makin’ it rain
like water farm boy gold

24 karat gold corn rows
blunts break back couple
sweet tea swallers right back
to makin’ them dirt road dollars

yeah, uh huh i’ll be up in that by ya
first break i be work the whole day
i ain’t into roleplay catch me up in
the rollcage chillin’ justa chewin’ up
that black dirt plowin’ plantin’ i ain’t
stoppin’ till my -ss hurt

silver queen shakin’ with the farm
all tuckin’ with them mace 55’s
boy y’all aint seen nothin’ i’ll be
gettin’ with the crookin’ nearly all
day doin’ it all the way croppin ’till
we all paid (hey)

down the long hard road before the
next one starts buddy you don’t
wanna know what the trailer parks
cost i can get you up a figure for a
rig and a plow i got some heifers in
the back but i don’t sell holy cows

man that ol’ ferguson burnin’ about
250 a gallon and now my hitch
turnin’ up dirt i’m workin’ the plow
ya dig? prolly do but on your own
time, i keep ya youngin’s supper
comin’ down the lunch line

and we makin’ them dirt road
dollars way out yonder out in
them hollers doin’ it like our
fathers up on them tractors out
in them pastures makin’ it rain
like water farm boy gold

24 karat gold corn rows
blunts break back couple
sweet tea swallers right back
to makin’ them dirt road dollars

come sat-rday night i’ll
take my baby out on the
town and on sunday it’s
church then lay around the
house

and we makin’ them dirt road
dollars way out yonder out in
them hollers doin’ it like our
fathers up on them tractors out
in them pastures makin’ it rain
like water farm boy gold

24 karat gold corn rows
blunts break back couple
sweet tea swallers right back
to makin’ them dirt road dollars!

- nate kenyon lyrics

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