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Meeting the boys down at the heliport I hope my per diem will pay my child support This oilfield money's good, but it sure goes fast This life I live, it ain't for the faint Work like hell from Canne to Cane Knowing each time I go out might be my last I'm taking all these pictures for my kids So when I'm dead and gone They'll know what daddy did I'm spending half of my life With no grass beneath my feet They call me oilfield trash, and that's alright with me Skids touched down around Fourchon Got that pretty little thing sittin' there at home Waitin' on me to get off this hitch Now I'm callin' up Momma, "Daddy's on his way" Make a month's worth of lovin' out of 14 days You can't get that with no M.B.A I'm taking all these pictures for my kids So when I'm dead and gone They'll know what daddy did I'm spending half of my life With no grass beneath my feet Letras de cancionesThey call me oilfield trash, and that's alright with me They call me oilfield trash, and that's alright with me I'm taking all these pictures for my kids So when I'm dead and gone They'll know what daddy did I'm spending half of my life With no grass beneath my feet They call me oilfield trash, and that's alright with me It's a badge of honor in my roughneck family tree Keep that world turnin', boys Make it go around, son From Letras Mania