[Intro]
Bm, A, G, D


          Bm                  A
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
          G                         D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
       Bm                A
Smoke rollin' out the window,
                   G             D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
        Bm                A
Memory lane up in the headlights,
                 G                    D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
     Bm                   A    
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
             G                  D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.

[Verse 1]
Bm                                         
Back in the day pop's farm was the place to go.
A
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road.
G                               
Jump the barbwire, spread the word.
D
Light the bonfire, then call the girls.
Bm                                
The king in the can and the Marlboro man.
A
Jack and gin were a few good men.
G                                               D
Where ya learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too.

Better watch out for the boys in blue.
Bm                                    A
And all this small town he said, she said,

Ain't it funny how rumors spread.
G                                  D
Like I know something ya'll don't know,

Man that talk is gettin' old.
Bm                                             
Ya better mind your business, man, watch your mouth,
A
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out.
G                                       
I'm tired of talkin, man, ya'll ain't listenin',
D
Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.

[Chorus]
      Bm                A
I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
          G                         D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
       Bm                A
Smoke rollin' out the window,
                   G             D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
        Bm                A
Memory lane up in the headlights,
                 G                    D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
     Bm                    A    
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
             G                  D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.

[Verse 2]
Bm                                        
I sit back and think about them good ole days.
A
The way we were raised, and our southern ways,
G                            
And we like cornbread, and biscuits,
D
And if it's broke round here we fix it.
Bm                                
I can take ya'll where ya need to go,
A
Down to my hood, back in them woods.
G                                      
We do it different 'round here, that's right,
D
But we sure do it good, and we do it all night.
Bm                                   
See, if you really wanna know how it feels,
A
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels,
G                                  
Jump on in, and man, tell your friends,
D
We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends.

[Chorus]
      Bm                A
I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
          G                         D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
       Bm                A
Smoke rollin' out the window,
                   G             D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
        Bm                A
Memory lane up in the headlights,
                 G                    D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
     Bm                   A    
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
             G                  D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.

Thats right.

(RepeatChorus) 



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