I got a crib full of corn and a turnin' plow   But the ground's too wet for the hopper now   I got a cultivator and a double tree   And a leather line for the Hull and Gee   Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash   I'm doing alright for country trash      I'm savin' up dimes for a rainy day   And I got about a dollar laid away   The wind's from the south and the fishing's good   Got a pot belly stove and a cord of wood   Mama turns the left-overs into hash   So I'm doing alright for country trash      I got a Mackinaw and a hunting dog   And a cap that I ordered from the catalog   A big tall tree that shades the yard   A big fat sow for the winter's lard   Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash   I'm doing alright for country trash      Well, there's not much new ground left to plow   And crops need fertilizer now   My hands don't earn me too much gold   For security when I grow old   But we'll all be equal when we're under the grass   And God's got a Heaven for country trash      And God's got a Heaven for country trash   And I'll be doing all right for country trash