[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