Way down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
Everybody knows you never get rich
All I got to show is blisters and sweat
And buddy I bet you, I make it someday
And yellin' down at me to keep my butt movin'
Tuned in to a country station
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of a gun
Makin' calls on the cellular phone
I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch
Sittin' in the cab of a cool Silverado
Someday you'll see me workin' that clipboard
Blisters and sweat and minimum pay
Any fool knows you'll never get rich
But I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch
Rollin' down the window just to holler out orders
Any fool knows you'll never get rich
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of a gun
When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
To the fool with the shovel way down in a ditch
Well I wish that I was the man with the clipboard
When you're down in a ditch it's a son of a gun
When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
Working down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
Dig it
I'm just tryin' to get out of debt
Oh, its hot out here
Sittin' in the shade with an RC cola
Working down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun
Any fool knows you'll never get rich