I roll up my sleeves a lot
not afraid of a little dirt
Get my hands down in the mud
don’t care if I ruin a shirt
I keep busy all the time
Always got something to do
but even in my packed-tight daily life
I always got time for you
I’m spinning spinning spinning around
and even if i look like hell
Geena
I clean up
well
Tradin’ in some mud for a suit
how does that compare
Tradin’ in the oil on my hands
for a little grease in my hair
When I put on my tie
I’m might look different
but I’m not a different guy
I’m spinning spinning spinning around
and even if i look like hell
Geena
I clean up
well
Chords
Blues E A
G#m (power chord) B
C#m E A, B A E
A E, A E, A C#m B