This sure ain't that little sawmill town I grew up in, I used to run around In a hand-me-down Chevy This place is high rise heaven And this sure ain't that little Main Street drag With the courthouse square still flying the flag No, it's a six-lane city Long, long way from little bitty Yeah, I'm just out here, chasing these stars (chasing these stars) And sometimes, I swear I'm living on Mars But I grew up on a dirt road, watching that corn grow Turning on a pretty thing parked on a turn row Blowing that Swisher smoke out the window, oh A six pack from the Bi-Lo And I go back every time I get a minute The biggest part of me is in them little city limits Don't matter where I go I damn sure let 'em all know I grew up on a dirt road, a dirt road I grew up on a dirt road, dreaming 'bout making a name And getting out of dodge and the same ol' same Graduate and settle down Man, I was out of that town Now I catch myself rewinding, reminiscing 'Bout a small town girl and mama's fried chicken I can taste it right now (taste it right now) Let me tell you I'm proud That I grew up on a dirt road, watching that corn grow Turning on a pretty thing parked on a turn row Blowing that Swisher smoke out the window, oh A six pack from the Bi-Lo And I go back every time I get a minute The biggest part of me is in them little city limits Don't matter where I go I damn sure let 'em all know I grew up on a dirt road, a dirt road I grew up on a dirt road, a dirt road (a dirt road) Yeah, I'm just out here, chasing these stars (chasing these stars) And sometimes, I swear I'm living on Mars But I grew up on a dirt road, watching that corn grow Turning on a pretty thing parked on a turn row Blowing that Swisher smoke out the window, oh A six pack from the Bi-Lo And I go back every time I get a minute The biggest part of me is in them little city limits Don't matter where I go I damn sure let 'em all know I grew up on a dirt road, a dirt road I grew up on a dirt road, a dirt road (a dirt road)

Me and daddy'd ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet. Old lab would jump out the back and fetch them up. We'd drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial. One little country station was all there was. Checking gates, fixing fence rows – that's how my story goes. If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night. I was there, and that was me. It's right here in my dirt road diary. I remember when I turned sixteen I got a license and some gasoline. Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down. If wasn't the boys it was me and her by fire in a field or down on the river. Every inch of that county was sacred ground. I wish I knew where that old truck was. If it could talk it could tell on us. If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It's right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin' round, windows down on a summer night. I was there, and that was me. It's right here in my dirt road diary. It ain't a book underneath my bed; Just a dusty memory lane burned in my head. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin' round, windows down feeling right I was there, that was me. It's right here in my dirt road diary. Just ride around my little town and you'll see how I wrote my dirt road diary.

And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights She been this sober a year and a half And all those things she tried to leave in the past was here Living in this small town And all her family tried to keep her away from him 'Cause judging by the alcohol on his breath He's up to no good again Then she gets so lonely Until the teardrops turn into wine And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights He had that Firebird, that feelin' inside her He knew what drives her, ran her mom despite her Voted the cutest couple by the seniors, while in high school But a different tone while at home creepin' breakin' all the rules Her side of the family was the church crowd class act For his it was the roughnecks, wrong side of the tracks And her momma said baby don't throw your life away And she said I love him mamma everything is gonna be okay Her mother's so upset crying took her car phone And the daughter said you better learn to love him mamma or I be gone Then that car rolled in the drive she kissed her folks goodbye And she said you got to realize there's more to him than weird eyes And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights

My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home I say bye to my folks as I pack my clothes Mama dont cry I was born to go You gonna see my name in the big city lights And daddy you know your boy will be alright I thought the big city life was the place for me But things aint always what they cracked up to be Fell flat on my back such a fool of my soul Now Im headed back down my country road My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home Get on down the road now I got a sack and a Uhaul Im gonna make it back to Georgia before the dew fall A 6 pack and a half a pack of Pall Malls Red wine, the kind that give ya lock jaw Old tires aint seen dirt roads in a while But the grass getting green so I know Im in the south Old back wood feen and there aint no doubt I was born in the south Go on take to the house My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Back roads cruising on a 2 path lane Stopping by the field checkin out the sugar cane Rollin down by the creek, switch it off and just listen My roads aint found on that navigation system Stoppin lookin at deer tracks Grabbin me a beer from the back 30.06 by my side, can you feel that A right at the chicken pen A left at the back lodge We made it to the river and we never touch a black top My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out, on out

Got a call from a buddy of mine That I ain't seen in a long long time He was comin' into town for the day And he thought that he might stop by He said, "I hate to interrupt your weekend So just tell me if you got any plans" I told him that I had a cooler of beer And I could sure use an extra hand Doin' Nothin' in particular, and I'm doin' it all day long A hot grill and a cooler of beer and a CD of my favorite songs A lotta nothin' in particular and I do it well So much of nothin' on the schedule now and I'm invitin' all of y'all to help I got my ass in the lawn chair, my toes in the clay I done called all my folks, and they on their way I got ribs on the grill, and I'm smokin' a ham I got a cooler full of beer, so I don't give a damn Just sittin' in the shade where the cool breeze blows I got the boom box bumpin' Mr. David Allan Coe Then my crazy neighbor Bill just stopped on by And old uncle Paul just came through with some wine And you know it gets hotter when the sun goes down And the homemade wine, it's been making it's rounds And we all catchin' up like a redneck reunion Y'all stop on by, cause we'll still be doin' Nothin' in particular, and I'm doin' it all day long A hot grill and a cooler of beer and a CD of my favorite songs A lotta nothin' in particular and I do it well So much of nothin' on the schedule now and I'm invitin' all of y'all to help Just a down south river rat I'm always lookin' for a place that I can kick it back You know I got a big cooler of them Warmouth And I'm invitin' y'all to come and ride out, ride out Just a wonderful night, under the canopy light Drinkin' the brandy and Sprite, havin' the time of my life You know them youngin's in the tire swing Hangin' from a pine tree Lady in her tight jeans Lickin' on an ice cream cone Phones ain't no good around here So hit the power off button, go on and getcha a beer Old 50 patties on my new grill from Sears And when I'm bored I'll score you better hold your ear Just a backwoods boy doin' backwoods things On the weekend days I like to practice my aim In the city people tell me that I'm wastin' time I like to call it drinkin' time, we take our time doin' Nothin' in particular, and I'm doin' it all day long A hot grill and a cooler of beer and a CD of my favorite songs A lotta nothin' in particular and I do it well So much of nothin' on the schedule now and I'm invitin' all of y'all to help Nothin' in particular, and I'm doin' it all day long (we can do this stuff all day) (Country girls come out and play) a hot grill and a cooler of beer (We always get it on this way) and a CD of my favorite songs A lotta nothin' in particular and I do it well (we can do this stuff all day) (Country girls come out and play) so much of nothin' on the schedule now (We always get it on this way) and I'm invitin' all of y'all to help