[Intro]
Bm D G D
[Chorus]
Bm D
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Bm D
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
G D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
[Verse ]
Bm D
Back in the day pop's farm was the place to go.
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road.
G D
Jump the barbwire, spread the word.
Light the bonfire, then call the girls.
Bm D
The king in the can and the Marlboro man.
Jack and gin were a few good men.
G D
Where ya learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too.
Better watch out for the boys in blue.
Bm D
And all this small town he said, she said,
Ain't it funny how rumors spread.
G D
Like I know something ya'll don't know,
Man that talk is gettin' old.
Bm D
Ya better mind your business, man, watch your mouth,
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out.
G D
I'm tired of talkin, man, ya'll ain't listenin',
Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Bm D
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
G D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
[Verse]
Bm D
I sit back and think about them good ole days.
The way we were raised, and our southern ways,
G D
And we like cornbread, and biscuits,
And if it's broke round here we fix it.
Bm D
I can take ya'll where ya need to go,
Down to my hood, back in them woods.
G D
We do it different 'round here, that's right,
But we sure do it good, and we do it all night.
Bm D
See, if you really wanna know how it feels,
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels,
G D
Jump on in, and man, tell your friends,
We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends.
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Bm D
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
G D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
Thats right.
[Solo] 2x
Bm D G D
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G D
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G D
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G D
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
Bm D
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
G D
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.
Thats right.
[Outro]
Bm D G D~
[Intro]
Bm D G D
[Chorus]
Bm D
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G Laid back swervin'
D
like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G An' ice cold beer sittin'
D
in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G It's got me reminiscing
D
on them good times.
Bm I'm turning off of real
D
life, drivin' that's right,
G I'm hittin' easy
D
street on mud tires.
[Verse ]
Bm Back in the day pop's
D
farm was the place to go.
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road.
G Jump the barbwire,
D
spread the word.
Light the bonfire, then call the girls.
Bm The king in the can
D
and the Marlboro man.
Jack and gin were a few good men.
G Where ya learned how to
D
kiss and cuss and fight too.
Better watch out for the boys in blue.
Bm And all this small
D
town he said, she said,
Ain't it funny how rumors spread.
G Like I know something
D
ya'll don't know,
Man that talk is gettin' old.
Bm Ya better mind your business,
D
man, watch your mouth,
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out.
G I'm tired of talkin, man,
D
ya'll ain't listenin',
Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G Laid back swervin'
D
like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G An' ice cold beer sittin'
D
in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G It's got me reminiscing
D
on them good times.
Bm I'm turning off of real
D
life, drivin' that's right,
G I'm hittin' easy
D
street on mud tires.
[Verse]
Bm I sit back and think
D
about them good ole days.
The way we were raised, and our southern ways,
G And we like cornbread,
D
and biscuits,
And if it's broke round here we fix it.
Bm I can take ya'll
D
where ya need to go,
Down to my hood, back in them woods.
G We do it different 'round
D
here, that's right,
But we sure do it good, and we do it all night.
Bm See, if you really wanna
D
know how it feels,
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels,
G Jump on in, and man,
D
tell your friends,
We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends.
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G Laid back swervin'
D
like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G An' ice cold beer sittin'
D
in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G It's got me reminiscing
D
on them good times.
Bm I'm turning off of real
D
life, drivin' that's right,
G I'm hittin' easy
D
street on mud tires.
Thats right.
[Solo] 2x
Bm D G D
[Chorus]
Bm D
I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
G Laid back swervin'
D
like I'm George Jones.
Bm D
Smoke rollin' out the window,
G An' ice cold beer sittin'
D
in the console.
Bm D
Memory lane up in the headlights,
G It's got me reminiscing
D
on them good times.
Bm I'm turning off of real
D
life, drivin' that's right,
G I'm hittin' easy
D
street on mud tires.
Thats right.
[Outro]
Bm D G D~