(E)I got a crib full of corn, and a (A)turnin’ plow
But the (B7)grounds to wet for the (E)hopper now.
Got a cultivator and a (A)double tree
A (B7)leather line for the (E)hull and gee
Let the thunder roll and the (A)lighting flash
I’m (B7)doing alright for (E)Country Trash

I’m saving up dimes for a (A)rainy day
I (B7)got about a dollar (E)laid away
The winds from the south and the (A)fishings good
Got a (B7)pot bell stove a (E)quart of wood
Mama turns the left-overs (A)into ash
I’m (B7)doing alright for (E)Country Trash

I got a machina and a (A)hunting dog
A (B7)cap I ordered from the (E)catolog
A good tall tree that (A)shades the yard
A (B7)good fat sow for the (E)winters lard
Let the thunder roll and the (A)lighting flash
I’m (B7)doing alright for (E)Country Trash

Well there’s not much new ground (A)left to plow
And the (B7)crops need ferti-(E)-lizer now
My hands don’t earn me (A)too much gold
For secu-(B7)-rity when I (E)grow old
But we’ll all be equal (A)under the grass
And (B7)God’s got a heaven for (E)Country Trash
And (B7)God’s got a heaven for (E)Country Trash
I’ll be (B7)doing alright for (E)Country Trash