Country Trash

I got a crib full of corn and a turning plow

But the ground's too wet for the hopper now

Got a cultivator and a double tree

A leather line for the haw and jean

Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash

I'm doin' alright for country trash

I'm savin' up dimes for a rainy day

I got about a dollar laid away

The winds from the south and the fishin's good

Got a pot belly stove and a cord of wood

Momma turns the leftovers into hash

I'm doin' alright for country trash

I got a Mackinaw and a huntin' dog

A cap that I ordered from the catalog

A big tall tree that shades the yard

A bit fat sow for the winter's lard

Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash

I'm doin' alright for country trash

Well there's not much new ground left to plow

And crops need fertilizin' now

My hands don't earn me too much gold

For security when I grow old

But we'll all be equal under the grass

And God's got a heaven for country trash

God's got a heaven for country trash

I'll be doin' alright for country trash