Album: Anything Goes (2014)
Charted: 11
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  • You get your hands in it, plant your roots in it
    Dusty head light 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, yeah

    It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
    That postgame party field you circle 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 summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

    You 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 someday you'll return to this

    Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
    That postgame party field you circle 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 summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

    (Dirt)
    You know you came from it (dirt)
    And someday you'll return to this

    Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
    That postgame party field you circle 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 summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    Makes you wanna build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt

    You know you came from it
    Yeah, and someday you'll return to it Writer/s: Christopher G. Tompkins, Rodney Dale Clawson
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Round Hill
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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