Letras
Beat the sun up to the gate, dust on steel-toe boots
Thermos full of coffee, hi-viz jacket, on the move
Climb into the cab, lookin' down on all that ground
Turn that key, feel that diesel heart start to pound
Dozers cuttin' straight lines where the wild grass used to grow
Excavators diggin' deep, swingin' like a country show
Here's to the ones who move the earth
Turnin' dust and dirt into streets and work
From a backroad pad to a city skyline
Hands on the levers, keepin' us in line
If you're drivin' on a highway or fresh-graded dirt
Say a prayer for the men and women who get up to move the earth
Rain clouds roll, but they still go, tracks cut through the clay
Checkin' grade and laser lines, chasin' daylight from the day
You might see the big machines and hear those engines roar
But it's hearts and hands inside that seat that build a little more
From the first pass on a road to the last load on a hill
They're the quiet kind of heroes with a heavy-iron will
Here's to the ones who move the earth
Turnin' dust and dirt into streets and work
From a backroad pad to a city skyline
Hands on the levers, keepin' us in line
If you're drivin' on a highway or fresh-graded dirt
Say a prayer for the men and women who get up to move the earth
When the city lights are shinin' and the small towns sleep
They're dreamin' 'bout the holes and the hills they'll cut deep
A little steel, a little faith, a whole lotta sweat
Buildin' things this world ain't even thanked 'em for yet
So here's to the ones who move the earth
Hard hat halos, knowin' what it's worth