Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a 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 the can and the Marlboro man Jack 'n' 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 talk is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth Before I have to knock that loud mouth out I'm tired of talking, man, y'all ain't listening Them ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good old days The way we were raised in 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 want to know how it feels To get off the road with trucks and four wheels Jump on in and, man, tell your friends We'll raise some hell where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a 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 the can and the Marlboro man Jack 'n' 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 talk is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth Before I have to knock that loud mouth out I'm tired of talking, man, y'all ain't listening Them ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good old days The way we were raised in 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 want to know how it feels To get off the road with trucks and four wheels Jump on in and, man, tell your friends We'll raise some hell where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights Its got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
