By Michael Ryther and William John Wisely, Jr.

I love the dirt
I love the dirt
I’m gonna get right down to the heart of Earth and sing
I love the dirt

Don’t stay clean you won’t learn anything
About a world that’s hard to see
Let’s get down on our hands and knees
And wriggle around like centipedes and sing

I love the dirt
I love the dirt
I’m gonna get right down to the heart of Earth and sing
I love the dirt

Don’t stay clean you won’t grow anything
You gotta muddy your hands to turn your garden green
So take a seed and dig a hole
and plant that little miracle and sing

I love the dirt
I love the dirt
I’m gonna get right down to the heart of Earth and sing
I love the dirt

With so many cars and phones and friends and toys
It’s so easy to forget life’s simple joys
On the ground outside my door
A whole world waits to be explored
It’s the planet of my birth
My home the Earth

I love the dirt
I love the dirt
I’m gonna get right down to the heart of Earth and sing
I love the dirt
I love the dirt
I love the dirt