(Steve Van Zandt)
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Dirt made my lunch, dirt made my lunch,
Thank you dirt, thanks a bunch,
For my salad, my sandwich, my milk, and my munch
Dirt made my lunch.
Dirt is a word we often use
When we talk about the earth beneath our shoes.
It is a place where plants can sink their toes,
And in a little while a garden grows.
A farmer's plow will tickle the ground
You know the earth has laughed when wheat is found.
The grain is gathered and the flour ground,
For making a sandwich to munch on down.
A stubby green beard grows upon the land
Out of the soil grass will stand.
But under hoof it must bow,
For making milk by way of a cow.
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