Granddaddy grew up on dirt floors The whole county was dirt poor Momma died when he was four What a damn shame They grew tobacco and raised hogs Seven youngins and some old dogs I reckon they were livin' high on the hog Way back in their day He'd say, "You won't born, to just pay bills and die" You won't born to just pay bills and die All you need is a dog, a shack with a creek in the back And a... a good woman to hold You don't need that rich man's gold People walkin' down easy street Actin' like they've got hot coals under their feet But they ain't been a day without nothin' to eat You bet the farm on that You gotta start livin' off the land, and livin' on love Givin' up thanks to the Lord above 'Cause when they put you down in that cold dark ground You gonna wish you won't born to just pay bills and die You won't born to just pay bills and die All you need is a dog, a shack with a creek in the back And a... a good woman to hold Don't need that rich man's gold