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Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor
(Rick Lane and Paul McCulley)

Put gas in the truck
But can’t fill her up
More room left in the tank
But these bucks ain’t stretching enough
And our old AC
Died in the summer heat
We plug in some fans
Sleep on top of the sheets
Morning sun cracks through that busted pane again…

Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor
Is all I’ve known about livin’
You and me doing the best
With the hand we’ve been given
Wishing for a break
Always leaves me wishin’
But I couldn’t ask for anything more
Than you lovin’ me
Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor

A big night out
Is counting the stars
While swingin’ on the porch
Sippin’ sweet tea from mason jars
Your thrift store shoes
And my faded old blue jeans
Ain’t much to show
But we’re rich in small things
That roof done sprung a leak, grab them buckets again

Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor
Is all I’ve known about livin’
You and me doing the best
With the hand we’ve been given
Wishing for a break
Always leaves me wishin’
But I couldn’t ask for anything more
Than you lovin’ me
Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor

Some folks chase gold, big dreams and fast cars
But His grace is enough to fill our hearts
Might not be much, but it feels like more
This life we built
A Little Dirt Poor

Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor
Is all I’ve known about livin’
You and me doing the best
With the hand we’ve been given
Wishing for a break
Always leaves me wishin’
But I couldn’t ask for anything more
Than you lovin’ me
Livin’ a Little Dirt Poor