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      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