Dirt Road Anthem (Remix)

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