作词 : Chris Tompkins/Rodney Clawson 作曲 : Chris Tompkins/Rodney Clawson You get your hands in it Plant your roots in it Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt)
You write your name on it Spin your tires on it Build your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it (dirt) You bet your life on it
Is that an old shade Red roads clay you grew up on That plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on That post game party field You circle up on And when it rains You get stuck on Drift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up And mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up Her blue eyed Summer time smile Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
You ve mixed some sweat with it Taken a shovel to it You ve stuck some crosses and some painted Goal posts through it (dirt)
You know you came from it (dirt) And some day you ll return to This elm shade red rust clay You grew up on That plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on That post game party field You circle up on And when it rains You get stuck on Drift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up And mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up Her blue eyed Summer time smile Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
You know you came from it (dirt)
And some day you ll return to This elm shade red rust clay You grew up on That plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on That post game party field You circle up on
And when it rains You get stuck on
Drift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up And mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up Her blue eyed Summer time smile Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt
You know you came from it
And some day you ll return to it
[00:00.000] 作词 : Chris Tompkins/Rodney Clawson [00:01.000] 作曲 : Chris Tompkins/Rodney Clawson [00:16.440]You get your hands in it [00:18.520]Plant your roots in it [00:20.420]Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt) [00:26.350] [00:32.060]You write your name on it [00:34.180]Spin your tires on it [00:36.140]Build your corn field, whiskey [00:38.170]Bonfires on it (dirt) [00:41.820]You bet your life on it [00:44.570] [00:46.900]Is that an old shade [00:48.380]Red roads clay you grew up on [00:51.110]That plowed up ground [00:52.720]That your dad [00:53.640]Damned his luck on [00:55.030]That post game party field [00:57.160]You circle up on [00:59.720]And when it rains [01:00.600]You get stuck on [01:02.630]Drift a cloud back [01:03.740]Behind county roads [01:05.530]That you run up [01:06.810]And mud on her jeans [01:08.360]That she peeled off [01:09.590]And hung up [01:10.520]Her blue eyed [01:11.830]Summer time smile [01:13.440]Looks so good that it hurts [01:17.370]Makes you wanna build [01:18.780]A 10 percent down [01:20.190]White picket fence house on this dirt [01:24.800] [01:27.210]You ve mixed some sweat with it [01:29.030]Taken a shovel to it [01:31.040]You ve stuck some crosses and some painted [01:33.200]Goal posts through it (dirt) [01:35.290] [01:36.890]You know you came from it (dirt) [01:40.580]And some day you ll return to [01:42.530]This elm shade red rust clay [01:44.850]You grew up on [01:46.150]That plowed up ground [01:47.740]That your dad [01:48.680]Damned his luck on [01:50.000]That post game party field [01:52.170]You circle up on [01:54.920]And when it rains [01:55.780]You get stuck on [01:57.710]Drift a cloud back [01:58.890]Behind county roads [02:00.580]That you run up [02:01.890]And mud on her jeans [02:03.430]That she peeled off [02:04.680]And hung up [02:05.720]Her blue eyed [02:06.870]Summer time smile [02:08.420]Looks so good that it hurts [02:12.400]Makes you wanna build [02:13.820]A 10 percent down [02:15.230]White picket fence house on this dirt [02:18.270] [02:26.280]You know you came from it (dirt) [02:29.370] [02:31.500]And some day you ll return to [02:33.620]This elm shade red rust clay [02:35.920]You grew up on [02:37.240]That plowed up ground [02:38.820]That your dad [02:39.850]Damned his luck on [02:41.100]That post game party field [02:43.280]You circle up on [02:45.020] [02:46.030]And when it rains [02:46.840]You get stuck on [02:48.170] [02:48.830]Drift a cloud back [02:49.960]Behind county roads [02:51.650]That you run up [02:52.980]And mud on her jeans [02:54.590]That she peeled off [02:55.780]And hung up [02:56.770]Her blue eyed [02:58.010]Summer time smile [02:59.630]Looks so good that it hurts [03:03.480]Makes you wanna build [03:04.980]A 10 percent down [03:06.470]White picket fence house on this dirt [03:11.500]Makes you wanna build [03:12.730]A 10 percent down [03:14.210]White picket fence house on this dirt [03:20.550] [03:25.280]You know you came from it [03:27.060] [03:30.540]And some day you ll return to it [03:32.830]
