Jason Aldean - Dirt Road Anthem
You know I m chilling on the back roads
Laid back rollin to some 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 the good times
Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
Hittin easy street in mud tires
Back in the day pop bomb 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 gin were a few good friends
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 ya ll don t know
Man this shit is getting old
Man mind your business watch your mouth
Before I have to knock your loud ass out
No time for talking ya ll ain t listenin
Them old dirt roads is what ya ll missin
You know I m chilling on the back roads,
Laid back rollin to some 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 the good times
Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
Hittin easy street in mud tires
I sit back and think about them good ole days
The way we were raised and our southern ways
We like cornbread and biscuits
If it s broke round here
Jason Aldean - Dirt Road Anthem
You know I m chilling on the back roads
Laid back rollin to some 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 the good times
Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
Hittin easy street in mud tires
Back in the day pop bomb 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 gin were a few good friends
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 ya ll don t know
Man this shit is getting old
Man mind your business watch your mouth
Before I have to knock your loud ass out
No time for talking ya ll ain t listenin
Them old dirt roads is what ya ll missin
You know I m chilling on the back roads,
Laid back rollin to some 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 the good times
Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
Hittin easy street in mud tires
I sit back and think about them good ole days
The way we were raised and our southern ways
We like cornbread and biscuits
If it s broke round here