[Intro Spoken: Charley Farley]
Colt Ford how you doing buddy?
Hey everybody they call me Charlie Farley and I'm just here to show you how I get down
Brantley Gibert Five Star Average Joe's lets go

[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 reminiscing on the good times
Sittin' turning off the real life, driving that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

[Verse 1: Charlie Farley]
Back in the day I had a can of Skoal
Pocket knife trot line I was ready to roll
Grab my pole then load my boat
Along with my dog lets go Tonto
Back it was back full of kin folk
We was just drinkin' passin' the smoke
Yeah we be laughin' grabbin' a Coke
Right out the back of the sliding window
Headin' out to that cars and thots show
Poppin' tops and droppin' our clothes
Yeah we'd hang from that old tree rope
'Till our hands so soaked they wrinkle up
So everyone roll with us
No nobody wanted to fuss or cuss
There wasn't no need for fist-a-cuffs
Why because we were just
[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 reminiscing on the good times
Sittin' turning off the real life, driving that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

[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
See I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood and 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 with trucks that four wheel
Jump on in tell yo friends
And we'll be raising hell where the black top ends

[Verse 3: Charlie Farley]
Rolling down memory lane
Thinkin' about how everything changed
Back in the day my mom would take me
And my brother down to that drive in show
Now a days a Walmart stands
Where that drive in was it had to go
To make ways for the fast pace life
Everyone lives now and
No one knows about that gravel poppin'
No one knows about mud tires rockin'
No one knows what city life stoppin'
Boy I'm off in the woods hip-hopin
Come on
[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 reminiscing on the good times
Sittin' turning off the real life, driving that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

[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 reminiscing on the good times
Sittin' turning off the real life, driving that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

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