Dirt - Acoustic Remix

You get your hands in it

Plant your roots in it

Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt)

You write her name on it

Spin your tires on it

Build your corn field, whiskey

Bonfires on it (dirt)

You bet your life on it

Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground That your dad

Damned his luck on That post game party field

You circled up on

And when it rains You get stuck on

Drift a cloud back Behind county roads

That you run up

The mud on her jeans that she peeled off

And hung up

Her blue eyed Summer time smile

Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build

A 10 percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You've mixed some sweat with it

Taken a shovel to it

You've stuck some crosses and some painted

Goal posts through it (dirt)

You know you came from it (dirt)

And some day you'll return to

Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad

Damned his luck on that post game party field

You circled up on

And when it rains you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back Behind county roads

That you run up

The mud on her jeans that she peeled off

And hung up

Her blue eyed summer time smile

Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build

A 10 percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You came from it,

And some day you'll return to

Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad

Damned his luck on that post game party field

You circled up on

And when it rains you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back Behind county roads

That you run up

The mud on her jeans that she peeled off

And hung up

Her blue eyed summer time smile

Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build

A 10 percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

Makes you wanna build

A 10 percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You came from it,

And some day you'll return to it