This ol' world is getting to me.
There's just no trust, no 'tegridy.
So I loaded up the kids, took my wife by the arm,
And I moved on out to a Colorado farm.

Now it's early to bed, early to rise.
The crops are plowed and it's no surprise
City folks are fightin' and I don't give a darn (darn, darn)
'Cause I make my livin' on a Colorado farm.

I gotta drive the tractor, gotta cut the grass
Chut-chut goes the baler like it's never gonna last
There's food in the kitchen and there's bud in the barn (barn, barn)
That's life livin' on a Colorado farm.

Ice-cold beer, pickup truck. Country music, listin' shit.
We got tegridy to keep us warm.
That's what you get on a Colorado farm.
And I'm gonna stay on a Colorado farm.

Shit....

Ice-cold beer, down-home days
Country music and bike parades
We got Tegridy all around (round, round)
That's life livin' in our Colorado town.

We don't need nothing from big corporations
We don't need progress or fancy educations
Maybe our tegridy keeps us down (down, down)
But that's life livin' in our Colorado town.

Now we gotta learn to live without boxes every day
We might wake up tomorrow and wonder why they went away
Guess you might call us a bunch of white trash hicks (hicks, hicks)
But at least we ain't suckin' no Bezosian dicks.