Livin' on whiskey dirt ain't easy Lord, when you're little When you planted in whiskey dirt it's hard to grow The corn we grew on whiskey farm, we stored in a jar in a gunny sack But it kept us eaten when daddy couldn't find any work And it's hard to smile when you know that people All laughin' out loud behind your back And there's not much plowin' to do in the whiskey dirt Livin' on whiskey dirt ain't easy Lord when you're little You might say it's a mighty tough row to hold Sometimes you think you ain't a gonna get no bigger When you planted in whiskey dirt it's hard to grow We had to live, so we all worked together And everybody had his little bit to do I had to wash and boil 'em mason jars Mama did the fillin' and brother did the diggin' We had to keep it hid when we got through And later on papa did sell 'em in the wagon yard Livin' on whiskey dirt ain't easy Lord when you're little You might say it's a mighty tough row to hold Sometimes you think you ain't a gonna get no bigger When you planted in whiskey dirt it's hard to grow Livin' on whiskey dirt ain't easy Lord, when you're little When you planted in whiskey dirt it's hard to grow © SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com