Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt Laid back swerving like I'm George Smoke out the window An ice beer sitting in the console
lane up in the headlights Has got me on them good times I'm turning off a live drive and that's right I'm hitting easy on mud tires, let's ride
Back in the day Potts farm was the to go Load the up, hit the dirt road Jump the barbed wire, the word Light the bonfire call the girls
King in the can and the man Jack 'n' Jim were a few men Where you learned how to and cuss, and fight too watch out for the boys in blue
And all small town he said, she said Ain't it funny how rumors Like I know y'all don't know Man, that talk is old
You better mind your business man, watch mouth I have to knock that loud mouth out I'm tired of talking, man, ain't listening ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt Laid back, like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the 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 right I'm hitting easy on mud tires, let's ride
I sit back and about them good old days The way we raised in our southern ways And we like and biscuits And if it's broke here, we fix it
I can take y'all where you to go Down to my hood, back in woods We do it different 'round here, that's 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 friends We'll raise some where the black top ends
I'm on a dirt road back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the An ice cold beer in the console
Memory up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on them times I'm turning off a real live drive and that's I'm hitting easy on mud tires, let's ride
I'm on a dirt road Laid back, swerving I'm George Jones Smoke out the window An ice cold sitting in the console
lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on them good I'm turning off a real drive and that's right I'm easy street on mud tires, let's ride