Intro | | x 2 Verse Layin' in my bed, alarm goin' off, get my feet on the floor Turn the TV on CN- N, that stock market's down again All a- bout who's who, who's got what, get your name up the ladder, get that extra buck Yeah, their A- merican dream, it's all a- bout the green Oh, but where I come from, it's a little different son. Chorus It's the color of the tractor in my barn, a fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got, na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot And her eyes every- day lookin' back at me Yeah, that's my shades of green Hangin' in the woods with an ole' bird dog, us boys 'round here Where'd ever fall from head to toe, yeah, that's the way we roll And some put it on with the gun in their hands and wear it each day, fightin' for this land Like my daddy did. that was back in sixty six Chorus It's the color of the tractor in my barn, a fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got, na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot And her eyes every- day lookin' back at me Yeah, that's my shades of green Instrumental | Chorus It's the color of the tractor in my barn, a fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got, na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot And her eyes every- day lookin' back at me Outro Oh it's her eyes every- day lookin' back at me, yeah, that's my shades of green Oh yeah, that's a country boys shade of green Layin' in my bed, alarm goin' off, get my feet on the floor Turn the TV on CNN, that stock market's down again