Colorado Soil Video (MV)

Robby was a working man
And he made his livin off of callused hands
His weekly income got him by
Up until he put too much effort in
And his working days come to an end
He had to find another way to survive

And that government check wasn't nearly enough
For him to pay the bills he had racked up
And he wasn't the kind to plead for help
Then one day he came across some seeds
That his cuz had found in his tumbleweeds
He told him those were all he was gonna need
So Robby's headed west, and he's gonna do his best

And the buds grew high in the Colorado soil
And robbys pockets were spilling green
He was living out, the American dream
He was finally on his own two feet

When Robby thought he had it made
He took a trip across the interstate
Bound toward Nevada to gamble away
He was riding on them Vegas nights
But he could never seem to find a light
So he's heading back to Colorado
But when he got back they had cleared the lot
Four acres empty of Robby's finest pot

There was nothing left in the Colorado soil
And Robby's pockets were as dry as could be
So he's heading back, to Cherokee County
To take his crash course in Methamphetamines