Never learned to drive a loader. I married right out of 'Nam
Army'll teach you a trade al'right just look where the hell I am.
'Sorta like to go back to school but I got a little one on the way.
'Sides I never did go to much for sitting in a class all day
Now if I could drive a loader I know just where I'd be
Bringin' in ten bucks an hour, yea, diggin' coal could set me free.
Well I don't mind not bein' rich but you gotta have enough to get by.
I can do without an awful lot of things but a man has got to have his pride.
I can't help believing that something's trying to drag me down
Every time I have a change of luck somebody always turns it back around
So just show me that son-of-a-bitch and I'll fight him until I'm beat
But I can't keep on fightin' something that I can't see.