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