Dirt Road Anthem
Jason Aldean Lyrics

Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road
I'm relaxing on a rural road

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
I'm driving leisurely and smooth like George Jones

Smoke rollin' out the window
Smoke is pouring out the window of my vehicle

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
I have a cold beer sitting in the center console of my car

Memory lane up in the headlights
I'm being reminded of good memories as I drive

Has got me reminiscin' on them good times
My memories are making me remember good times

I'm turning off of real life, drivin', that's right
I'm escaping from reality by driving

I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
I'm cruising effortlessly down the dirt road on my mud tires

Back in the day, Potts' farm was the place to go
In the past, people would go to Potts' farm to have fun

Load the truck up, hit the dirt road
Load up the pickup truck and drive on the dirt road

Jump the barbed wire, spread the word
Cross over the barbed wire fence and tell other people

Light the bonfire, then call the girls
Start a fire and invite the girls over

King in the can and the Marlboro man
Drink beer and smoke Marlboro cigarettes

Jack and Jim were a few good men
Drink Jack Daniels and Jim Beam whiskey

Where you learn how to kiss and cuss and fight too
Learned how to kiss, curse and fight at Potts' farm

Better watch out for the boys in blue
Be careful of the police in that area

And all this small town "he said, she said"
All the gossip that goes on in a small town

Ain't it funny how rumors spread?
Rumors have a way of spreading in a funny way

Like, "I know something y'all don't know"
Like when you hear someone say "I know something that you don't know"

Man, that talk is gettin' old
The gossip is becoming tiresome and stale

You better mind your business, man, watch your mouth
Mind your own business and be careful what you say

Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I might have to punch someone in the face if they keep talking too much

I'm tired of talkin', man, y'all ain't listenin'
I'm frustrated because nobody is actually listening to me

Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin'
You are missing out on the experience of driving on old dirt roads

I sit back and think about them good ol' days
I relax and remember the good old days

The way we were raised and our southern ways
Thinking about how we were raised with southern traditions

And we like cornbread and biscuits
We enjoy eating cornbread and biscuits

And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it
If something is broken, we fix it ourselves

I can take y'all where you need to go
I can show you around town or take you somewhere

Down to my hood, back in them woods
To my hometown and the surrounding forest

We do it different 'round here, that's right
We have a unique way of doing things around here

But we sure do it good and we do it all night
We do it well and all night long

So if you really wanna know how it feels
If you want to experience what it's like

To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
To leave the main road and drive on dirt roads

Jump on in, and man, tell your friends
Join me and bring your friends along

We'll raise some hell where the black top ends
We'll cause mischief where the pavement ends

I'm chillin' on a dirt road
I'm relaxing on a rural road

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
I'm driving leisurely and smooth like George Jones

Smoke rollin' out the window
Smoke is pouring out the window of my vehicle

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
I have a cold beer sitting in the center console of my car

Memory lane up in the headlights
I'm being reminded of good memories as I drive

Has got me reminiscin' on them good times
My memories are making me remember good times

I'm turning off of real life, drivin', that's right
I'm escaping from reality by driving

I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires, that's right
I'm cruising effortlessly down the dirt road on my mud tires