Earthmover

There's an old grey shack by the edge of the woods
It's where I long to stay
Where the creek it can run with the noonday sun
And the rent it affords my pay

This morning I woke smelling diesel smoke
Saw a man in a yellow hat
Said they sold this land to a developin' man
Who thinks that the world is flat
Yes, he thinks that the world is flat

Oh Earthmover,
Mighty big groover
Oh Earthmover
Tearing my old shack down
And there ain't no way I can stake my claim
This here is a moving town
There ain't no way I can stake my claim
This here is a grooving town

Whoa, Earthmover,
Mighty big groover
Oh Earthmover
Tearing my old shack down
And there ain't no way I can stake my claim
This here is a grooving town
No, there ain't no way I can stake my claim
This here is a grooving town
This here is a moving town
This here is a grooving town
This here is a moving town

C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a moving town
C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a moving town
C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a moving town
C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a moving town
C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a moving town
C'mon and move it, you got to move it
This here is a grooving town