Yeah, I'm on a dirt road Laid swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke out the window An ice cold beer in the console
Memory up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on good times I'm turning off a real live and that's right I'm easy street on mud tires, let's ride
in the day Potts farm was the place to go Load the truck up, hit the dirt Jump the wire, spread the word Light the bonfire then the girls
in the can and the Marlboro man Jack 'n' Jim were a few men Where you how to kiss and cuss, and fight too Better watch out for the boys in
And all this small town he said, she Ain't it funny how rumors Like I something y'all don't know Man, that is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch mouth Before I have to knock that loud out I'm of talking, man, y'all ain't listening Them ol' dirt roads is y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a road Laid back, like I'm George Jones rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the
Memory lane up in the Has got me reminiscing on good times I'm turning off a real live drive and that's I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's
I sit back and think them good old days The way we were raised in our ways And we like and biscuits And if it's 'round here, we fix it
I can take where you need to go to my hood, back in them woods We do it 'round here, that's right But we sure do it good, and we do it all
So if you want to know how it feels To get off the with trucks and four wheels on in and, man, tell your friends We'll raise some hell where the top ends
I'm chilling on a road Laid back, swerving I'm George Jones Smoke out the window An ice beer sitting in the console
Memory up in the headlights Has got me on them good times I'm turning off a real drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's
I'm chilling on a dirt Laid back, like I'm George Jones Smoke out the window An ice beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the Has got me on them good times I'm turning off a real live drive and that's I'm hitting street on mud tires, let's ride