[Intro: Colt Ford & Brantley Gilbert]
How y'all doin'
Yeah my names Colt Ford
I got my boy Brantley Gilbert in here
We just some country boys from Georgia
We gonna do a little something 'bout the dirt roads that we come from
I'm gonna rap a little bit, you feel like singin'
Yeah brother
Let's go
[Chorus: Brantley Gilbert]
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 reminiscin' on them good times
Sittin' turnin' off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires (that's right)
[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
Back in the day Pott's farm was the place to go
Load the truck up hit the dirt road
Jump the barbwire spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
The king in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
When we 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 something y'all don't know
Man this shit is getting old
Man mind your business and watch your mouth
Before I have to knock your loud ass out
No time for talkin' y'all ain't listenin'
Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin'
How y'all doin'
Yeah my names Colt Ford
I got my boy Brantley Gilbert in here
We just some country boys from Georgia
We gonna do a little something 'bout the dirt roads that we come from
I'm gonna rap a little bit, you feel like singin'
Yeah brother
Let's go
[Chorus: Brantley Gilbert]
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 reminiscin' on them good times
Sittin' turnin' off of real life drive and that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires (that's right)
[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
Back in the day Pott's farm was the place to go
Load the truck up hit the dirt road
Jump the barbwire spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
The king in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
When we 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 something y'all don't know
Man this shit is getting old
Man mind your business and watch your mouth
Before I have to knock your loud ass out
No time for talkin' y'all ain't listenin'
Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin'
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