Bulldozers and Dirt
By Drive-by Truckers
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
rmofle at satx.rr.com
3/6/2005


Capo 1

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                    A        E 
I met your mama when I was sixteen
E                         B 
You couldn’t have been anymore than three
E                             A      E
She caught me stealing yall’s color TV
E                            B        E
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

    A         E      B        E
She picked me up and drove me home
A          E         B
Said “I’ll learn you not to roam”
A           E     B        E
Green green grass under my feet
    E                           B         E
But all I can think about’s the dirt underneath


Chorus:
    E                    A         E
Bulldozers and dirt Bulldozers and dirt
   E                B     
Behind the trailer, my desert
     E                  A         E
Them red clay piles are heaven on earth
E                   B              E
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

Chorus

Most of all I like bulldozers and dirt