Long time song writer for TV, film and recording artists
Singer/Songwriter- These days I prefer to write songs.
Lyrics
In The Dirt by Mark "Buc" Williams Copyright 2010(ASCAP)
(V1)
Great great grandad came to this land
Wearin' everything he owned
Dug in the Moon Run Mines till he was 59
For black diamond, blue coal stones
Barely makin' rent, saved each cent
To buy a farm for his family
When his days were done left it to his son
Till it made it's way down to me
(Pre-chorus)
Now before I could walk, before I could climb
Before I could talk, I spent most of my time
(Chorus)
In the dirt, sweet mother earth
In the clay and the dust and mud
In the dirt, for all it's worth
It's runnin' through my blood
It's where I race my car
Where I earn my scars
In my denim's and t-shirt
When us good ole boys
Need to make some noise
We do it in the dirt
(V2)
Fore the sun comes out there ain't no doubt
I'll be turnin' up the sod
At the end of the day, when it's time to play
Four wheelin' on the quad
Til my girl drops by with them sexy eyes
That cuts through me like a knife
Grab the ring I bought take her to our spot
Where I'll ask her to be my wife
(Pre-Chorus)
We'll lay on the ground, neath the stars above
No-one else around, we'll kiss and we'll make love
(Chorus)
In the dirt, sweet mother earth
In the clay and the dust and mud
In the dirt, for all it's worth
It's runnin' through my blood
It's where I race my car
Where I earn my scars
In my denim's and t-shirt
When us good ole boys
Need to make some noise
We do it in the dirt
(Ride)
(Bridge)
It gives me peace of mind
That my great grand son might be
Standin' under this same old oak
Right where they'll bury me
(Chorus)
In the dirt, sweet mother earth
In the clay and the dust and mud
In the dirt, for all it's worth
It's runnin' through my blood
It's where I race my car
Where I earn my scars
In my denim's and t-shirt
When us good ole boys
Need to make some noise
We do it in the dirt
In the dirt
We do it in the dirt
Talkin bout some good clean fun
In the dirt
In the dirt
