Dirt Road In Georgia

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Front doors closed and nobody's home I got trouble on my mind Somebody's been cheating I'd rather be blind Don't bother looking Naw you shouldn't, I'll be alright But in case here's some places you could try [Chorus] I might be fishing with a pole made out of cane I might be there at the hometown football game I might be by a fire with a bottle and a six string But if you know me best you know I'm probably Down a dirt road in Georgia [Verse 2] As the leaves change colors There still is another And my eyes are calling for rain How am I doing Well I'd say the same old same You say you miss me, would like to see me Where have I been You can keep on looking When you get finished with him [Chorus] I might be fishing with a Coleman and a cane Or I might be there at the hometown football game I might be camping just me and the fellas But if you know me best you know I'm probably If you know me best you know I'm probably Down a dirt road in Georgia If you know me best you know I'm probably Down a dirt road in Georgia [Outro] In Georgia Take me, Take me home To Georgia