Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited)

Hello

Colt ford, what's going on brother?

B.g., how you been, my son?

Doin' all right, good

Think it's about time to take 'em back down that dirt road though

All right, give me one minute, let me load this truck up with the dog in there

I'll be right there, son

I'm waitin' on you, cuz, see you in a minute

Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road

Laid back, swervin' like I'm george jones

Smoke rollin' out the window

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console

Memory lane up in the headlights

Got me reminiscin' on the good times

Said, I'm turnin' off of real life drive and that's right

Hittin' easy street on mud tires, that's right

Back in the day potts' farm was the place to go

Load the truck up, hit the dirt road

That's right

Jump the barbed wire, spread the word

Light the bonfire, then call the girls

That's right

King in the can and the marlboro man

Jack and jim were a few good men

That's right

When we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too

Better watch out for the boys in blue

That's right

And all this small town he said, she said

It ain't as funny how rumors spread?

That's right

Like I know somethin' y'all don't know

Man, this shit is gettin' old

That's right

Man, mind your business, watch your mouth

Before I have to knock your loud ass out

That's right

No time for talkin', y'all ain't listenin'

Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin'

That's right

Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road

Laid back, swervin' like I'm george jones

Smoke rollin' out the window

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console

Memory lane up in the headlights

Has got me reminiscin' me on the good times

Said, I'm turnin' off of real life drive and that's right

Hittin' easy street on mud tires, that's right

I sit back and think about them good ol' days

The way we were raised and our southern ways

That's right

We like corn bread and biscuits

And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it

That's right

See, I can take y'all where you need to go

Down to my hood or back in them woods

That's right

We do it different 'round here, that's right

But we sure do it good and we do it all night

That's right

So if you really wanna know how it feels

To get off the road with truck and four wheels

That's right

Jump on in, tell your friends

That we'll be raisin' hell where the blacktop ends

Chillin' on a dirt road

Laid back, swervin' like I'm george jones

Smoke rollin' out the window

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console

Memory lane up in the headlights

Got me reminiscin' on the good times

Said, I'm turnin' off of real life drive and that's right

Hittin' easy street on mud tires, that's right

I was brought up in a small town in north georgia

Raised on southern baptist morals

That's right

In a front row pew for the sunday roll call

Everybody praise the lord

That's right

Yeah, I grew u,p learned how to hunt and fish

Bust a 12 gauge pump,and not miss

That's right

Life without work, that's just a myth

Never listen when they talkin' shit

That's right

My dad taught me how to stand my ground

Be a man, boy, never back down

That's right

Don't start somethin', but if he's talkin' trash

You better throw the first punch and whoop his ass

That's right

Be somebody, make a name for yourself

Life's hard, you go through hell

There comes a time when you've got to slow down

That's what we doing now

We chillin' on a dirt road

Laid back, swervin' like I'm george jones

Smoke rolling'out the window

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console

Memory lane up in the headlights

Got me reminiscin' me on the good times

Said, I'm turnin' off of real life drive and that's right

Hittin' easy street on mud tires, that's right

That's right

That's right