yeah im chilling on a dirt road laid back swervin like im george jones smoke rollin out the window an ice cold beer sittin in the console memory lane up in the headlights has got me reminiscing on the good times im turning off the real life driving thats right im hittin easy street in mud tiresback in the day pops farm was the place to go load the truck up hit the dirt road jump the barbwire spread the word light the bonfire then call the girls the king in the can and the marlboro man jack and jim were a few good men when we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too better watch out for the boys in blue and all this small town he said she said aint it funny how rumors spread like i know something yall dont know man that talk is getting old man mind your business watch your mouth before i have to knock your loud mouth out im tired of talking man yall aint listenin them old dirt roads is what yall missinyeah im chilling on a dirt road laid back swervin like im george jones smoke rollin out the window an ice cold beer sittin in the console memory lane up in the headlights has got me reminiscing on the good times im turning off the real life driving thats right im hittin easy street in mud tiresi sit back and think about them good ol days the way we were raised and our southern ways and we like cornbread and biscuits if its broke round here we fix it i can take yall where you need to go down to my hood and back in them woods we do it different round here thats right and we sure do it good and we do it all night so if you really wanna know how it feels to get off the road with a truck and four wheel jump on in tell yo friends and well be raising hell where the black top endsim chilling on a dirt road laid back swervin like im george jones smoke rollin out the window an ice cold beer sittin in the console memory lane up in the headlights has got me reminiscing on the good times im turning off the real life driving thats right im hittin easy street in mud tires thats rightyeah im chillin on a dirt road laid back swervin like im george jones smoke rollin out the window an ice cold beer sittin in the console memory lane up in the headlights has got me reminiscing on the good times im turning off the real life driving thats right im hittin easy street in mud tires thats right