Intro
Am, G, F, C
Opening Chorus
Am G
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
F C
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Am G
Smoke rollin' out the window,
F C
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Am G
Memory lane up in the headlights,
F C
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Am G
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
F C
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
verse 1
Am G
Back in the day pop's farm was the place to go.
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road.
F C
Jump the barbwire, spread the word.
Light the bonfire, then call the girls.
Am G
The king in the can and the Marlboro man.
Jack and gin were a few good men.
F C
Where ya learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too.
Better watch out for the boys in blue.
Am G
And all this small town he said, she said,
Ain't it funny how rumors spread.
F C
Like I know something ya'll don't know,
Man that talk is gettin' old.
Am G
Ya better mind your business, man, watch your mouth,
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out.
F C
I'm tired of talkin, man, ya'll ain't listenin',
Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.
Am G
I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
F C
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Am G
Smoke rollin' out the window,
F C
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Am G
Memory lane up in the headlights,
F C
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Am G
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
F C
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
verse 2
Am G
I sit back and think about them good ole days.
The way we were raised, and our southern ways,
F C
And we like cornbread, and biscuits,
And if it's broke round here we fix it.
Am G
I can take ya'll where ya need to go,
Down to my hood, back in them woods.
F C
We do it different 'round here, that's right,
But we sure do it good, and we do it all night.
Am G
See, if you really wanna know how it feels,
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels,
F C
Jump on in, and man, tell your friends,
We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends.
Am G
I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
F C
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Am G
Smoke rollin' out the window,
F C
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Am G
Memory lane up in the headlights,
F C
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Am G
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
F C
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
Thats right.
Repeat Opening Chorus for the last time thru
Outro is the same as the Intro