[Verse 1] Tom hung up his helmet, Thought he'd found his prize Sun on his face, No more sirens, no more cries Said, "I'm done with smoke" With a grin and a cheer Next thing you know, He's clocking in down here [Pre-Chorus] Now he's rolling out cans At the crack of dawn One man's trash Is Tom's day job on [Chorus] Tom retired to the good life (Well, look at Tom) Now he's running that dump site (That same old Tom) He went from the fire line To the landfill grind Tom retired to the good life And found another kind [Verse 2] He's driving old trucks With a coffee-stained seat Backing up slow To a mountain of heat He clears out the garages, The barns, and the mess One man's old junk Is Tom's new stress [Pre-Chorus] Forklift up, forklift down He laughs out loud Said, "I traded one pile For a bigger pile now" [Chorus] Tom retired to the good life (Well, look at Tom) Now he's running that dump site (That same old Tom) He went from the fire line To the landfill grind Tom retired to the good life And found another kind [Bridge] He don't fight flames, He just fights the smell Wearing steel-toe boots And doing it well If you need a couch Or a busted-out fridge Tom'll haul that thing Right off the ridge [Final Chorus] Tom retired to the good life (He sure did, Tom) Now he's running that dump site (Still going strong) He went from the fire line To the landfill grind Tom retired to the good life And found another kind (Another kind)
