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 Yeah, I'm chillin' on a  road,
 Laid back  like I'm George Jones.
 Smoke rollin' out  window,
 An'  cold beer sittin' in the console.
  lane up in the headlights (1)
 It's got me reminiscing on  good times.
 I'm turning off of real  drivin' that's right,
  hittin' easy street on mud tires. (2)
 
 Back in the day (3) Pott's farm  the place to go.
 Load the truck up,  the dirt road.
 Jump the barbwire,  the word (4)
 Light the bonfire, then call the 
 The king in the can and the Marlboro  (5)
 Jack'n'Jim were a  good men.
 Where ya  how to kiss and cuss and fight too.
 Better watch out  the boys in blue.(6)
 
  all this small town he said, she said,
 Ain't it funny how rumors 
  I know something ya'll don't know,
  that talk is gettin' old.
 Ya better mind your business,  watch your mouth,
 Before I have to knock that loud mouth 
 Im tired of talkin, man,  ain't listenin',
  old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.
 
 [Chorus]
 I'm chillin' on  dirt road.
 Laid  swervin' like I'm George Jones.
 Smoke  out the window,
 An' ice cold beer  in the console.
 Memory lane up  the headlights,
 It's got me reminiscing on them  times.
  turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
 I'm  easy street on mud tires.
 
  sit back and think about them good ole days.
 The way we were raised, and our  ways,
 And we like  and biscuits,
  if it's broke round here we fix it.
 I can take ya'll where ya  to go,
 Down to my  back in them woods.
 
 We do  different 'round here, that's right,
 But  sure do it good, and we do it all night.
 See, if  really wanna know how it feels,
 To get  the road with trucks and four wheels,
 Jump on in, and man, tell  friends,
 We'll raise some hell (7)  the blacktop ends.
 
 [Chorus]
 I'm chillin' on a dirt 
 Laid  swervin' like I'm George Jones.
 Smoke  out the window,
 An' ice  beer sittin' in the console.
 Memory  up in the headlights,
 It's got me reminiscing on  good times.
 I'm turning off of real life, driving  right,
 I'm hittin' easy street on  tires.
 Thats right.
 
 [Chorus]
 Yeah, I'm  on a dirt road.
 Laid back swervin' like  George Jones.
 Smoke rollin' out the 
 And ice  beer sittin' in the console.
 Memory lane  in the headlights,
 It's got me reminiscing on them good 
 I'm turning off of real life, drivin'  right,
 I'm hittin' easy  on mud tires.
 Thats right.