Shoveling Dreams

[Verse] Woke up at dawn to the rooster's crow, Another day in hell, but that's how it goes, Strapped on my boots, grabbed that ol' mop, Got that flowery apron—now it's time to rock. [Chorus] Shovelin' dreams, cleanin' the loo, Moppin' up spills and Whooper residue, Ain’t getting far, but I’ll take what I can, When you got these shit jobs, you learn to laugh, not plan. [Verse 2] Worked at the diner flippin’ flapjack stacks, Burnt a few but boss cut me some slack, Tried my hand at the feed store down the road, Stackin' hay bales, sweatin' like a toad. [Chorus] Shovelin' dreams, scrubbin' the sink, Dishwasher's busted, now it all just stinks, Ain’t getting far, but I’ll take what I can, When you got these shit jobs, you learn to laugh, not plan. [Bridge] But each dirty chore, each greasy smock, I wear it with pride, while I'm punchin' this clock, Who needs a big shot when you got good friends, And a six-pack of brew when the workday ends? [Verse 3] Chasin' the cows, they don’t like to be herdin', Running in circles, now my feet are hurtin', Tried driving trucks, got stuck in the mud, More jobs than fingers, but it’s all in good fun.