Dirt (Brody Dean)

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