I met your mama when I was sixteen You couldn't have been anymore than three She caught me stealing yall's color TV She called the cops and they arrested me She was the wildest thing I'd ever seen the way she pointed that shotgun at me the police hauled my ass off to jail Your mama signed the trailer to help make the bail She picked me up and drove me home said I'll learn you not to roam? Green green grass under my feet but all I can think about's the dirt underneath Bulldozers and dirt Bulldozers and dirt behind the trailer, my desert I get my rocks off, bulldozers and dirt Them red clay piles are heaven on earth I got a pickup that's up on blocks and I'm up to my ass in debt and hock and I can't get the red stains off of my socks and I can't get you off of my mind I've lived with your mama for eleven years Through good times, and bad times, fist fights and tears but something comes over me when you come near so won't you come over and sip on this beer Bulldozers and dirt Bulldozers and dirt behind the trailer, my desert I don't mean no harm, I just like to flirt but most of all I like bulldozers and dirt most of all I like bulldozers and dirt lyrics by Patterson Hood music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff, and Sell) Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com