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