Intro
D# Fm7 Cadd9 G#
D# Fm7 Cadd9 G#
[Verse 1]
(David Lee Murphy)
D# Fm7
Drivin' by on the highway
Cadd9 G#
Might not look like much at all
D# Fm7
Just a few stop lights, some county road signs
Cadd9 G#
And the field where I played ball
D# Fm7
Yeah, I bet you probably wonder
Cadd9 G#
What the truck there is to do
A#m
If you could see what I see now
C#
You'd be doin' the same thing too
[Chorus]
(David Lee Murphy)
D# Fm7
Kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' Sunkist tea
Cadd9 G#
With the radio up loud
D#
I don't know what heaven looks like, nah
Fm7 Cadd9 G#
But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down
D# Fm7
Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
[Post-Chorus]
(David Lee Murphy)
D# Fm7
Red dirt clouds
Cadd9 G#
Red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Red dirt clouds
Cadd9 G#
(Come on, Ben)
[Verse 2]
(Ben Burgess)
D# Fm7
Corn fields are gold, John Deere green
Cadd9 G#
Bluest sky you ever seen
D# Fm7
Where dogwoods grow and church bells ring
A#m
It sure sounds like paradise to me
A#m G#/C C# D#
And if you're lookin' for a slice, I'll cut you a piece
[Chorus]
(Ben Burgess)
D# Fm7
Kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' Sunkist tea
Cadd9 G#
With the radio up loud
D#
I don't know what heaven looks like, nah
Fm7 Cadd9 G#
But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down
D# Fm7
Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
[Post-Chorus]
(Ben Burgess)
D# Fm7
Red dirt clouds
Cadd9 G#
Red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Red dirt clouds
Cadd9 G#
Red dirt clouds (Sing it, Ern)
[Bridge]
(ERNEST)
D# Fm7
You drive by it on the highway
Cadd9 G#
It might not look like much at all, no
[Chorus]
(ERNEST)
D# Fm7
You're ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' spiked ice tea
Cadd9 G#
With the radio up loud
D#
I don't know what heaven looks like, nah
Fm7 Cadd9 G#
But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down
(Oh, I think it mighta done come down)
D# Fm7
Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust
Cadd9 G#
Makin' red dirt clouds
[Post-Chorus]
D# Fm7
Red dirt clouds (Ooh, makin' red dirt)
Cadd9 G#
Red dirt clouds
D# Fm7
Makin' red dirt clouds, yeah (Makin' red dirt)
Cadd9 G#
Red dirt clouds
Lyrics by Canaan Smith, ERNEST & Jordan Schmidt