[Verse 1]
Fresh curb
Wet sidewalk shine
Black dirt piled up in a line
He climbs in
Turns that seat
Like a king on a worn-out throne
Boom swings slow
Bucket low
Feather touch on that old control
I’m down here
Boots in the clay
But I can’t look away
[Chorus]
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
Just a wrist turn
Whole world moves
Easy day
Sun on my shoulders
Watching him glide like he can’t lose
“Qué suave
Compa
Mira eso”
Like he’s painting with steel in the air
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
I just stand there
Breathing that dust and stare
[Verse 2]
Tires leave soft tracks by the forms
He skims close
Never clips a corner
One more pass
He nods at me
“Rake it out
We’re home by three”
I drag that steel
Smooth the waves
He grins
Says “bro
You’re doing great”
But I’m thinking
If I’m the hands
He’s the one that makes it land
[Chorus]
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
Just a wrist turn
Whole world moves
Easy day
Sun on my shoulders
Watching him glide like he can’t lose
“Qué chulada
Cómo lo mueves”
Every scoop lands perfect and square
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
I just laugh
Man
I love it out here
[Bridge]
No rush clock
No foreman yell
Just diesel hum and that familiar smell
“Está bien tranquilo hoy
” he smiles my way
Yeah
Brother
Let’s keep it that way
[Chorus]
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
Just a wrist turn
Whole world moves
Easy day
Sun on my shoulders
Watching him glide like he can’t lose
“Así se hace
Viejo
Despacito”
Street taking shape right there
He makes that backhoe dance in the black dirt
And I’m proud just to be standing here