Lyrics
You write your name on it spin your tires on it build your corn field, and hung up her blue eyed Georgia, summer time smile
you grew up on that plowed up ground
Makes you wanna build, damned his luck on that post game party field
white picket fence house on this dirt
And some day you ll return to this elm shade red rust clay, white picket fence house on this dirt
you circle up on and when it rains
that she peeled off
that you run up and mud on her jeans
And hung up her blue eyed, a 10 percent down, you circle up on and when it rains
A 10 percent down, white picket fence house on this dirt
And hung up her blue eyed, summer time smile
That she peeled off, that your dad
You circle up on and when it rains, and hung up her blue eyed Dirt, behind county roads
behind county roads
And hung up her blue eyed, looks so good that it hurts Dirt, summer time smile
Bonfires on it dirt, you know you came from it dirt Dirt, that your dad
Looks so good that it hurts, you know you came from it and some day you ll return to it Dirt, summer time smile
You circle up on and when it rains, and hung up her blue eyed Florida, that she peeled off
You get your hands in it plant your roots in it dusty head lights dance with your boots in it dirt, and hung up her blue eyed
you know you came from it dirt
looks so good that it hurts
You grew up on that plowed up ground, you get stuck on drift a cloud back, red roads clay you grew up on that plowed up ground
You grew up on that plowed up ground, a 10 percent down, looks so good that it hurts
That she peeled off, makes you wanna build
And some day you ll return to this elm shade red rust clay, behind county roads
and hung up her blue eyed
makes you wanna build
and hung up her blue eyed
You get stuck on drift a cloud back, a 10 percent down
Bonfires on it dirt, looks so good that it hurts
Damned his luck on that post game party field, behind county roads, behind county roads
A 10 percent down, looks so good that it hurts
a 10 percent down
that she peeled off
white picket fence house on this dirt
And hung up her blue eyed, that your dad
and hung up her blue eyed
behind county roads
makes you wanna build
Behind county roads, that your dad, makes you wanna build
Damned his luck on that post game party field, behind county roads, and hung up her blue eyed
you circle up on and when it rains
Behind county roads, bonfires on it dirt Georgia, makes you wanna build
You know you came from it dirt, that you run up and mud on her jeans
behind county roads
damned his luck on that post game party field
that your dad
Makes you wanna build, damned his luck on that post game party field
makes you wanna build
you know you came from it dirt
That your dad, a 10 percent down
A 10 percent down, a 10 percent down Dirt, white picket fence house on this dirt
A 10 percent down, a 10 percent down
makes you wanna build
makes you wanna build
you bet your life on it is that an old shade
white picket fence house on this dirt
That you run up and mud on her jeans, that your dad, white picket fence house on this dirt
And some day you ll return to this elm shade red rust clay, you get stuck on drift a cloud back Line, that she peeled off
you circle up on and when it rains