He had hard work caked on his overallsSweat on his neck, a jaw in his jawAnd a stranger pulled up and met him outside his barnSaid, sir, I don't know if you ever wouldBut I built houses and neighborhoodsAnd I was wondering if you'd ever want to sell your farmWith his old dog barking and running aroundHe paused for a second, spit on the groundAnd kicked a little gravel, looked down and saidThis is my dirt, these are my fieldsWhere I harvest what I plantThat little pond I catch bluegillI built that barn with my two handsWhere I raise my babies, a piece of meatNow this ain't just a piece of landThe money'd be greatBut I came for a place with a life that worksYou can't put a greenback dollar on what it's worthThis is my dirtGreat-granddaddy bought it for a hundred an acreHe just got married when he signed the papersHim and his brotherHis brothers framed that old farmhouseEvery fence post here we put in the groundRan the barbed wire and pulled the plowEvery last day bell we belled itYeah, I'd hate to be the first to sell itThis is my dirt, these are my fieldsWhere I harvest what I plantThat little pond I catch bluegillI built that barn with my two handsWhere I raise my babies, a piece of meatNow this ain't just a piece of landThe money'd be greatBut I came for a place with a life that worksYou can't put a greenback dollar on what it's worthThis is my dirtThis is where five generations have prayed for rainThey'll cover me in the rainWhen the good Lord calls my nameThis is my dirt, these are my fieldsWhere I harvest what I plantThat little pond I catch bluegillI built that barn with my two handsWhere I raise my babies, a piece of meatNow this ain't just a piece of landThe money'd be greatBut I came for a place with a life that worksYou can't put a greenback dollar on what it's worthThis is my dirtThis is my dirtYeah, this is my dirtYeah, this is my dirtWhere I harvest what I plantThis is my dirtWhere I harvest what I plantI raise my babies, this is my birth