Scoop Shovel Blues

Looks like I need my scoop shovel, better get it out of the shed.
I’m standing here neck deep,
And all I got in this world is a pretty good head.

All these people all they do is angle and trifle.
I’m not talking fishing poles, oh no,
They make me want to grab my rifle.

They say ‘Love It or Leave It,’ it seems so simple to me.
Loving something can be hard;
Leaving can be so easy.

I’m not much of a man for good walking, so I think I’ll ride.
I’m gonna get me a young pony,
One with money on his mama’s side.

If you know of a better world, go on and get yourself there.
Not even the hummingbird can live forever
Up in the air.