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