Yeah, I'm chilling on a road Laid back swerving like I'm Jones Smoke out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the
lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on good times I'm off a real live drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's
Back in the day farm was the place to go Load the truck up, hit the dirt Jump the wire, spread the word Light the bonfire call the girls
King in the can and the man Jack 'n' Jim were a few men you learned how to kiss and cuss, and fight too Better out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she it funny how rumors spread Like I know something y'all know Man, talk is getting old
You better mind your man, watch your mouth Before I have to knock that mouth out I'm of talking, man, y'all ain't listening ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt Laid back, like I'm George Jones rolling out the window An ice cold beer in the console
Memory up in the headlights Has got me on them good times I'm off a real live drive and that's right I'm hitting easy on mud tires, let's ride
I sit back and think about them old days The way we were in our southern ways And we like cornbread and And if it's broke here, we fix it
I can y'all where you need to go to my hood, back in them woods We do it different 'round here, that's But we do it good, and we do it all night
So if you really want to how it feels To get off the road with and four wheels Jump on in and, man, tell your We'll raise some hell where the top ends
I'm on a dirt road back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke out the window An ice cold sitting in the console
Memory up in the headlights Has got me on them good times I'm turning off a real live drive and that's I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, ride
I'm chilling on a road back, swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the An ice beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the Has got me reminiscing on good times I'm turning off a real drive and that's right I'm easy street on mud tires, let's ride