Dirt Road Anthem (Workout Mix + 138 BPM) (Workout Mix|138 BPM) Lyrics
Dirt Road Anthem (Workout Mix|138 BPM) - Workout Remix Factory
Hey pop's farm
Was the place to go
Load the truck up
Hit the 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 somethin'
Y'all don't know
Man that talk is gettin' old
You better mind your business man
Watch your mouth
Before I have to knock
That loud mouth out
I'm tired of talkin'
Man y'all ain't listenin'
Them ol' dirt roads
Is what y'all missin'
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin'
Like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer
Sittin' in the console
Memory lane
Up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing
On them good times
I'm turnin' off the real life driving
That's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin'
Like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer
Sittin' in the console
Memory lane
Up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing
On them good times
I'm turnin' off the real life driving
That's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
Back in the day pop's farm
Was the place to go
Load the truck up
Hit the 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 somethin' y'all don't know
Man that talk is gettin' old
You better mind your business man
Watch your mouth
Before I have to knock
That loud mouth out
I'm tired of talkin'
Man y'all ain't listenin'
Them ol' dirt roads
Is what y'all missin'
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
Where the black top ends
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin'
Like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer
Sittin' in the console
Memory lane
Up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing
On them good times
I'm turnin' off the real life driving
That's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road