Intro
F# G#
A#m F#
All gotta move on baby,This for my dirt road soldiers
F# G# A#m F#
Where yall at,I know yall on them dirt roads,Thats right,Thats right yessah
[Chorus]
F#
Riding down a dirt road sliding through the mud
G#
Simple man on the radio,Spitting in my cup
A#m
Gotta pull of the jack,Spinning up them ruts
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,I gotta it in my blood
F#
I'm the last of a dying breed,I'm country to the bone
G#
I was raised in them pine trees,Thats where i call home
A#m
I come from the dirt road,I got it on my own
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,It's time to move on
[Verse 1]
F#
Well it's time to move on,Split the real from the fake
G#
I got what it takes ,Turn dreams into fate
A#m
Few racks in the bank,Yeah i got'em on my own
F#
And i'm the big buck,Gotta head full of bone
F#
Hit a dirt road,Hell i'm redneck riding
G#
Cross on the rear view,Cooler right beside me
A#m
Caught like a beagle pup stuck in the briars
F#
All a man needs is a good set of tires
F#
A# good set bridges get you life in the grip
G#
Keep it in the ruts dont go in the ditch
A#m
Even when you itch keep your faith and move on
F#
And stay in the dirt even though the road is long
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,A# hick hop general
G#
The road so hard,The stress can make you miserable
A#m
Yeah i'm still the same,There anint nothing changed
F#
Yeah i'm still here,Still scratching at the game
[Chorus]
F#
Riding down a dirt road sliding through the mud
G#
Simple man on the radio,Spitting in my cup
A#m
Gotta pull of the jack,Spinning up them ruts
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,I gotta it in my blood
F#
I'm the last of a dying breed,I'm country to the bone
G#
I was raised in them pine trees,Thats where i call home
A#m
I come from the dirt road,I got it on my own
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,It's time to move on
[Verse 2]
F#
I got it in my blood,Been a rebel since birth
G#
And i'm gonna stay that way until the day i leave the earth
A#m
The pine tree's raised me,Camouflage baby
F#
Yeah you dam right ,The southern way made me
F#
Redneck crazy,I'm dirt road clean
G#
Branding told me boy it's alright to dream
A#m
Beer cans in my truck bed,Yeah they stacked up
F#
Known to get rowdy,Never scared to put'em up
F#
Dirt road baller,Truck sits taller
G#
Bonified redneck,Dirty ass boggers
A#m
I'm a turkey caller,Sliding through the mud
F#
Got an old grey beard,Getting real country love
F#
I'm the last of a dying breed,Dirt road born and raised
G#
Hotter then the night,Down there on the river swing
A#m
Well i spit southern frames,Sipping on 100 grain
F#
Gotta have some pull in your heart,Just like a choker chain
[Chorus]
F#
Riding down a dirt road sliding through the mud
G#
Simple man play on the radio,Spitting in my cup
A#m
Gotta pull of the jack,Spinning up the ruts
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,I gotta it in my blood
F#
I'm the last of a dying breed,I'm country to the bone
G#
I was raised in them pine trees thats where i call home
A#m
I come from the dirt road,I got it on my own
F#
I'm a dirt road soldier,It's time to move on
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