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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