First tab!! Brand new song with no tab and I thought it needed one.
I think the A in the verses can also be played as an F#m, 
they both sounded alright to me. 
But in the chorus it is definitely an A
Please comment and rate. Thanks!

Intro:
D   A    Bm    G

D
You get your hands in it
Plant your roots in it
A
Dusty headlight dance with your boots in it
Bm
Dirt
G

D
You write her name on it
Spin your tires on it
A
Build your cornfield whiskey bonfires on it
Bm
Dirt
You bet your life on it
G
Yeah

          D
It's that elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
     A
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
     Bm
That post game party field you circle up on
G
And when it rains you get stuck on
        D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    A
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Bm                                               G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
                        Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down 
      A                          G
white picket fence house on this dirt
D   A   Bm   G

D
You've mixed some sweat with it
Taken a shovel to it
A
You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it
Bm
Dirt
You know you came from it
G
Dirt
And some day you'll return to it

          D
It's that elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
     A
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
     Bm
That post game party field you'd circle up on
G
And when it rains you get stuck on
        D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    A
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Bm                                               G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
                        Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down 
      A                          G
white picket fence house on this dirt

Bm
Dirt
You know you came from it
G
And someday you'll return to this

D
Elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
     A
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
     Bm
That post game party field you'd circle up on
G
And when it rains you get stuck on
        D
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    A
And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Bm                                               G
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
                        Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down 
      A                          G
white picket fence house on this dirt

                        Bm
Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down
      A                          G
White picket fence house on this dirt

Bm
You know you came from it
         G                            
Yeah and someday you'll return to it

D