| I was raised off of rural route 3
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| Out past where the blacktop ends
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| We’d walk to church on Sunday morning
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| And race barefoot back to Johnson’s fence
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| That’s where I first saw Mary
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| On that roadside pickin' blackberries
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| That summer I turned the corner in my soul
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| Down that red dirt road.
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| Chorus:
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| It’s where I drank my first beer
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| It’s where I found Jesus
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| Where I wrecked my first car
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| I tore it all to pieces
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| I learned the path to heaven
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| Is full of sinners and believers
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| Learned that happiness on earth
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| Ain’t just for high achievers (I heard)
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| I’ve come to know there’s life at both ends
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| Of that red dirt road.
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| Her daddy didn’t like me much
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| In my shackled up GTO
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| I’d sneak out in the middle of the night
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| Throw rocks at her bedroom window
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| We’d turn out the headlights
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| And drive by the moonlight
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| Talk about what the future might hold
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| Down that red dirt road
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| Repeat Chorus:
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| It’s where I drank my first beer
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| It’s where I found Jesus
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| Where I wrecked my first car
|
| I tore it all to pieces
|
| I learned the path to heaven
|
| Is full of sinners and believers
|
| Learned that happiness on earth
|
| Ain’t just for high achievers (I heard)
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| I’ve come to know there’s life at both ends
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| Of that red dirt road.
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| I went out into the world
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| And I came back in I lost Mary
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| Oh, I got her back again
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| And driving home tonight
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| It feels like I found a long lost friend
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| Repeat Chorus:
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| It’s where I drank my first beer
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| It’s where I found Jesus
|
| Where I wrecked my first car
|
| I tore it all to pieces
|
| I learned the path to heaven
|
| Is full of sinners and believers
|
| Learned that happiness on earth
|
| Ain’t just for high achievers (I heard)
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| I’ve come to know there’s life at both ends
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| Of that red dirt road. |