Dirt Road Anthem (Live)

Lyrics

[Intro: Colt Ford & Brantley Gilbert] Y'all alright out there Thank y'all so much for comin' out tonight man You'll never know how much it means to us I'll be down there in a minute Y'all I brought a good friend of mine with me this evening He's playin' down here tomorrow night What y'all know about them dirt roads cuz Ladies and gentlemen Mr. Colt Ford How 'bout it sonny You ready to take 'em down a ride down a dirt road brother You ready cuz Come on and sing for 'em Let's go For real [Chorus: Brantley Gilbert] Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights It's got me reminiscin' on them good times Turnin' off of real life drive and that's right We hittin' easy street in mud tires, Mr. Ford [Verse 1: Colt Ford & Brantley Gilbert] Back in the day Pott's farm was the place to go We would 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 Ain't it funny how rumors spread Like I know something y'all don't know Man this shit is getting old Man mind your business and watch your mouth Before I have to knock your loud ass out No time for talkin' y'all ain't listenin' Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin' [Chorus: Brantley Gilbert] Chillin' on a dirt road Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights It's got me reminiscin' on them good times Turnin' off of real life drive and that's right I'm hittin' easy street in mud tires (that's right) [Verse 2: Colt Ford] I sit back and think about them good ole days The way we were raised and our southern ways We like cornbread and biscuits And if it's broke 'round here we fix it I can take y'all where you need to go Down to my hood, back in them woods We do it different 'round here that's right And we sho' do it good and we do it all night So if you really wanna know how it feels To get off the road and truck the four wheels Jump on in tell your friends We'll be raisin' hell where the black top ends [Chorus: Brantley Gilbert] Chillin' on a dirt road We're laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' on the console Memory lane up in the headlights It's got me reminiscin' on them good times Turnin' off of real life drive and that's right We hittin' easy street in mud tires, lets ride baby [Interlude: Brantley Gilbert & Colt Ford] Mr. Ford How 'bout you brother Can I do it Hey ya, y'all know Brantley's been uh, we been messin' around and Brantley says hey I think I want to do some of what you do I said well, alright that's fine with me So uh, why don't you jump up there on that mic, show 'em how and old Georgia boy Get right now, get your shirt off and everything make these girls holler If I take my shirt off all hell will break loose up in here I want you to jump up here and show 'em how you do You sure I think, y'all ready for this Go on and get it one time son [Verse 3: Brantley Gilbert] I was brought up in a small town from north Georgia And raised on southern baptist morals In a front row pew for the Sunday roll call Everybody praise the Lord y'all Grew up learnin' how to hunt and fish Bust a 12-gauge pump and not miss And lives without work that's just a myth Never listen when he talked his shit My dad taught me how to stand my ground Be a man boy never back down Don't start it son but if he's talkin' trash You better throw the first punch and whoop his ass Be somebody make a name for yourself Now it's hard to go through hell And there comes a time when you gotta slow down That's what we doin' now [Chorus: Brantley Gilbert] We chillin' on a dirt road We're laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' on the console Memory lane up in the headlights It's got me reminiscin' on them good times Turnin' off of real life drive and that's right I'm hittin' easy street in mud tires [Outro: Brantley Gilbert & Colt Ford] Lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride Lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride, lets ride Y'all make some noise for Brantley Gilbert And just remember if the county comes and wants to pave your dirt road you tell 'em hell no You gotta say that one more time If the county comes over there where y'all live, you tell 'em you ain't ever pavin' my dirt road we gonna keep it that way forever I love y'all, good night, I'll see y'all Saturday Y'all give it up for Colt Ford