This ain't no song about the good old days
'Cept for times and the easy ways
Or how I long for an old dirt road
Greener grass or a lighter load
I was glad to see the blacktop
When they laid it down in sixty-five
Yeah, I was glad to see the blacktop
No more dust in my eyes
Rain would fall and the mud would rise
Through my toes in the summer time
August heat would dry that clay
Dust went flying like a dandelio
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