
Written by: Brian Bayley
(C) 2007 Copyright Middle C Stuff (ASCAP)
Vocals: Mac McClenethan
Acoustic Guitar: Vee Bishop
Electric Guitar: Glen Mitchell
Bass: Rod "Rodeo" Allen
Fiddle: Christy "O" Osmunson
Drums: Brian Bayley
Recorded, Edited & Produced by:
Brian Bayley at Serenity Hill Studios, Nashville, TN
Mixed by: Niko Bolas at The Village Recorders, Los Angeles, CA
Mastered by: Richard Dodd at Blackbird Studios, Nashville, TN
Photos by: Brian Bayley at Young Buck Farm, Adairville, KY. Copyright 2008
Pictured L-R; Dixie Lynn, Jennie M.
Lyrics Below:

Dirt Sleddin' Digger Download it Now
Written By: Brian K Bayley
© Copyright 2007 Middle C Stuff (ASCAP)
The sound of a raging motor grows, with her shiny pipes belchin' up a cyclone.
Seventy-five hundred pounds of mean, so the Digger full-pulls three hundred feet.
It’s a Saturday night small town thriller by the popcorn stand after hot dog dinner.
With raw horsepower, she's another trophy winner as the grandstands shout for the "Dirt Sleddin' Digger."
Drop the throttle n mud starts flyin' under thunderous scream when the turbos are windin'.
The mutant machine lurches off the line with a weight approaching ever closer behind.
It’s a Saturday night small town thriller by the popcorn stand after hot dog dinner.
With raw horsepower, she's another trophy winner as the grandstands shout for the "Dirt Sleddin' Digger."
Big name pro’s comin' out in droves are heroes of the farm kids sittin' front row.
Digger barrels down with the crowd on their feet as the hot-shoe hoedown releases the beast.
The heavier the load, the harder she pulls. Ripping up soil into the air with the fumes.
They make it to the end of the track with the sled. We all scream it out – "It’s good to be a redneck!!"
It’s a Saturday night small town thriller by the popcorn stand after hot dog dinner.
With raw horsepower, she's another trophy winner as the grandstands shout for the "Dirt Sleddin' Digger."
It’s a Saturday night small town thriller as the grandstands shout for the "Dirt Sleddin' Digger."