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