Dirt Road Anthem

Bm D G D Yeah Bm I'm chillin on a dirt D road. Laid back G swervin' like I'm George D Jones Smoke Bm rollin' out the win D dow An ice cold beer G sittin in the con D)sole. Memory Bm Lane up in the head D lights. got me remi G niscing on the good D times Bm said I'm turnin' off the real D life drive and that's right G hittin easy street on mud D tires Bm back in the day Potts' farm was the place to D)go load the truck up hit the dirt road G Jump the barbwire, spread the D word light the bon fire , then call the girls Bm king in the can, and the Marlboro D man Jack and Jim were a few good men we G learned how to kiss and cuss and fight D too better watch out for the boys in blue and Bm all this small town he said she D said aint it funny how rumors spread G like i know somethin ya'll don't D know man this shit is getting old man Bm mind your business watch your D mouth before i have to knock your loud ass out G i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin D them old dirt road is what ya'll missing Yeah Bm I'm chillin on a dirt D road. Laid back G swervin' like I'm George D Jones Smoke Bm rollin' out the win D dow An ice cold beer G sittin in the con D sole. Memory Bm Lane up in the head D lights. got me remi G niscing on the good D times Bm said I'm turnin' off the real D life drive and that's right G hittin easy street on mud D tires I sit Bm back and think about them good ole D days the way we were raised in our southern ways we G like corn bread and bis D cuits and if its broke round here we fix it see i can Bm take ya'll where you need to D go down to my hood or back in them woods we do it G different round here that's D right but we sho do it good and we do it all night Bm so if you really wanna know how it D feels to get off the road and truck with four wheels G jump on in tell ya D friends that well be raisin hell where the black top ends Yeah Bm I'm chillin on a dirt D road. Laid back G swervin' like I'm George D Jones Smoke Bm rollin' out the win D dow An ice cold beer G sittin in the con D sole. Memory Bm Lane up in the head D lights. got me remi G niscing on the good D times Bm said I'm turnin' off the real D life drive and that's right G hittin easy street on mud D tires I was Bm brought up in a small town in North Geor D gia raised on southern baptist morals all G on a pew for the Sunday roll D call everybody praise the lord ya'll, grew Bm up learnin' how to hunt and D fish bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss G life without work that's just a D myth never listen when they talkin shit my Bm dad taught me how to stand my D ground be a man boy never back down don't G start it son but if he's talking D trash you better throw the first punch and whip his ass Bm be somebody, make a name for your D self life's hard, you go through hell G there comes a time when you've got to slow D down that's what we doing now Yeah Bm I'm chillin on a dirt D road. Laid back G swervin' like I'm George D Jones Smoke Bm rollin' out the win D dow An ice cold beer G sittin in the con D sole. Memory Bm Lane up in the head D lights. got me remi G niscing on the good D times Bm said I'm turnin' off the real D life drive and that's right G hittin easy street on mud D tires