Dirt Road Kid - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yellow blue bird on a red clay road, kicking up a cloud of dust

Burned into my memory like an arkansas summer sun

Last day of school, kick off your shoes, going to grab up a fishing pole

Every boy and girl in this part of the county going to meet at the swimming hole

I'm a dirt road kid, and i'm proud of it

And if you ask me, that's the way everybody ought a live

I'm a country boy, born to hunt and fish

Raised way out yonder, it ain't no wonder, i'm a dirt road kid

If i show up at your party in my muddy boots, don't get bent outta shape

Drank a little too much, getting loud and rowdy, an' get up in your face

But by the end of the night you'll be a friend of mine and i'll even let you drive my truck

Show you how to pull it out with a winch when you're stuck to the axle studs

When the show is over and the lights go down

Don't look for me out on the town

There's just one place i'll be found