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Bulldozers And Dirt

Drive-By Truckers
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 Capella:
 Bulldozers and dirt, bulldozers and dirt
 What’s your momma got hidden up her shirt
 I like to play and I like to work
 But most of all I like bulldozers and dirt
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
 Them red  clay piles are heaven  on earth
I  get my rocks off, bulldozers  and dirt
 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
 Most of all I like bulldozers and dirt

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Readable chord sheet for Bulldozers And Dirt by Drive-By Truckers

[A] Capella:
Bulldozers and dirt, bulldozers and dirt
What’s your momma got hidden up her shirt
I like to play and I like to work
But most of all I like bulldozers and dirt

[E]I met your mama when [A]I was six[E]teen
[E]You couldn’t have been any[B]more than three
[E]She caught me stealing yall’s [A]color T[E]V
[E]She called the cops and they [B]arrested [E]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 [A]picked me [E]up and [B]drove me [E]home
[A]Said “I’ll [E]learn you [B]not to roam”
[A]Green green [E]grass [B]under my [E]feet
But [E]all I can think about’s the [B]dirt under[E]neath

Bull[E]dozers and dirt Bulld[A]ozers and [E]dirt
Beh[E]ind the trailer, [B]my desert
Them [E]red clay piles are [A]heaven on [E]earth
[E]I get my rocks off, [B]bulldozers and [E]dirt

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

Most of all I like bulldozers and dirt

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