Dirt Made My Lunch
Chorus: Dirt made my lunch, dirt made my lunch.
Thank you dirt, thanks a bunch,
For my salad, my sandwich, my milk and my munch,
Cause dirt, you made my lunch!
Dirt is a word we often use when we talk about the earth beneath our shoes.
It’s a place where plants can sink their toes and in a little while a garden grows.
A farmers plow will tickle the ground, you know the earth is left when the wheat is bound.
The grain is taken and the flour is ground for making a sandwich to munch on down.
A jolly green beard grows upon the land. Out of the soil, the grass will stand,
But under the hoof it must bow, for making milk by way of a cow.