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dirty money
Brantley Gilbert
There s a bunch of folks from my townto your town to SoCal to all over Alabama
To New York chasing down that dirty money
They plow the ground and grow it up
and fill the field with tractor dust
From cotton to tobacco
Bustin up their backs for dirty money
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody gets it different
It depends on where you from
Only way I know is get it
Like my daddy done
On a piece of land from his old man he handed down to me
John Deere turns the rows
Sunshine turns it green
That s the way we learned it
So that s the way we earn it
Pray for rain, from corn to grain
It keeps the whole world turning
Do it cause they need us
We re proud to be the last ones at the bank
And the first ones up to make dirty money
We mix the corn in a copper still
Got mouths to feed, got jars to fill
From the sheriff to the pastor
Got these pockets getting fatter with dirty money
Everybody gets it different
It depends on where you from
Only way I know is get it
Like my daddy done
On a piece of land from his old man he handed down to me
John Deere turns the rows
Sunshine turns it green
That s the way we learned it
So that s the way we earn it
Pray for rain, from corn to grain
It keeps the whole world turning
Do it cause they need us
We re proud to be the last ones at the bank
And the first ones up to make dirty money
It s on our roots, our boots
Bleeding through it
And we live, we give
A whole new meaning to it
(Whole new meaning to it)
Everybody gets it different
It depends on where you from
Only way I know is get it
Like my daddy done
On a piece of land from his old man he handed down to me
John Deere turns the rows
Sunshine turns it green
That s the way we learned it
So that s the way we earn it
Pray for rain, from corn to grain
It keeps the whole world turning
Do it cause they need us
We re proud to be the last ones at the bank
And the first ones up to make dirty money
Get your hands dirty, boy
That dirty money
Ain t no pretty boys around here old son
Hell nah
Yeah
(Dirty money)