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'  (Chorus)  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  (Chorus)