Album: Anything Goes (2014)
Charted: 11
  • You get your hands in it
    Plant your roots in it
    Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt)

    You write her name on it
    Spin your tires on it
    Build your corn field, whiskey
    Bonfires on it (dirt)
    You bet your life on it

    Its that elm shade
    Red roads clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground That your dad
    Damned his luck on That post game party field
    You circled up on
    And when it rains You get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back Behind county roads
    That you run up
    The mud on her jeans that she peeled off
    And hung up
    Her blue eyed Summer time smile
    Looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build
    A 10 percent down
    White picket fence house on this dirt

    You've mixed some sweat with it
    Taken a shovel to it
    You've stuck some crosses and some painted
    Goal posts through it (dirt)
    You know you came from it (dirt)
    And some day you'll return to

    Its that elm shade
    Red roads clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground that your dad
    Damned his luck on that post game party field
    You circled up on
    And when it rains you get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back Behind county roads
    That you run up
    The mud on her jeans that she peeled off
    And hung up
    Her blue eyed summer time smile
    Looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build
    A 10 percent down
    White picket fence house on this dirt

    You came from it,
    And some day you'll return to

    Its that elm shade
    Red roads clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground that your dad
    Damned his luck on that post game party field
    You circled up on
    And when it rains you get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back Behind county roads
    That you run up
    The mud on her jeans that she peeled off
    And hung up
    Her blue eyed summer time smile
    Looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build
    A 10 percent down
    White picket fence house on this dirt

    Makes you wanna build
    A 10 percent down
    White picket fence house on this dirt

    You came from it,
    And some day you'll return to it Writer/s: Christopher G. Tompkins, Rodney Dale Clawson
    Publisher: Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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