🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dirt Road Anthem - Jason Aldean

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