Shovel Wielding Mortal

I was doing just fine before I met you And you seemed to be just fine and dandy too And I can say without a doubt that I don't need you And for both our sake's I hope I never do But I've got choices every day laid out before me I need a vision and a plan to see me through So I'll be making my way down to see you shortly I envision myself out there choosing you Said the foreman, boy you are what you can handle You'll need to pull your weight above the bottom line And to the gods above you couldn't hold a candle But you'll be paying bills if you can cover mine So I said, am I not just a shovel wielding mortal I can work beneath the candlelight just fine And for to line your pockets I will spit and toil I'll push my boot from heel to toe along the line I was doing just fine before I met you But things are still alright with you a'hanging 'round And to the gods above I still can't hold a candle But things are looking fairly bright here on the ground