歌词
Chillin on a dirt road
Laid back swervin like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin out the windows
An ice cold beer sittin in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on a good time
I'm turning off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
Back in the day Potts Farm was the place to go
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road
Jump the barbed wire, spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
King in a can and a Marlboro man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
Where you learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said
Ain't it funny how rumors spread
Like I know something y'all don't know
Man that talkin's gettin old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I'm tired of talkin man, y'all ain't listenin
Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin
Chillin on a dirt road
Laid back swervin like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin out the windows
An ice cold beer sittin in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on a good time
I'm turning off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good ol days
The way we were raised and our southern ways
And we like cornbread and biscuits
And if it's broke round here we fix it
I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood, back in them woods
We do it different round here that's right
But we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really wanna know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
Jump on in and man tell your friends
We're gonna raise some hell where the blacktop ends
Chillin on a dirt road
Laid back swervin like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin out the windows
An ice cold beer sittin in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on a good time
I'm turning off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
Chillin on a dirt road
Laid back swervin like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin out the windows
An ice cold beer sittin in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on a good time
I'm turning off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
