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