| You know I’m chilling on the back roads
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| Laid back rollin to some George Jones
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| Smoke rollin out the window
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| An ice cold beer sittin in the console
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| Memory lane up in the headlights
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| It’s got me reminiscing on the good times
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| Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
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| Hittin easy street in mud tires
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| Back in the day pop bomb was the place to go
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| Load the truck up hit the dirt road
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| Jump the barbwire spread the word
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| Light the bon fire then call the girls
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| The king in the can and the Marlboro man
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| Jack and gin were a few good friends
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| When we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
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| Better watch out for the boys in blue
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| And all this small town he said she said
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| Ain’t it funny how rumors spread
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| Like I know something ya’ll don’t know
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| Man this shit is getting old
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| Man mind your business watch your mouth
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| Before I have to knock your loud ass out
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| No time for talking ya’ll ain’t listenin
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| Them old dirt roads is what ya’ll missin
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| You know I’m chilling on the back roads
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| Laid back rollin to some George Jones
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| Smoke rollin out the window
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| An ice cold beer sittin in the console
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| Memory lane up in the headlights
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| It’s got me reminiscing on the good times
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| Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
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| Hittin easy street in mud tires
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| I sit back and think about them good ole days
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| The way we were raised and our southern ways
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| We like cornbread and biscuits
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| If it’s broke round here we fix it
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| See I can take ya’ll where you need to go
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| Down to my hood and back in them woods
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| We do it different round here that’s right
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| And we sho do it good and we do it all night
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| So if you really wanna know how it feels
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| To get off the road wit a truck and four wheel
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| Jump on in tell yo friends
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| And we’ll be raising hell where the black top ends
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| You know I’m chilling on the back roads
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| Laid back rollin to some George Jones
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| Smoke rollin out the window
|
| An ice cold beer sittin in the console
|
| Memory lane up in the headlights
|
| It’s got me reminiscing on the good times
|
| Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
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| Hittin easy street in mud tires
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| Yeah I’m chillin on the back roads
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| Laid back bobbin to some George Jones
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| Smoke rollin out the window
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| An ice cold beer sittin in the console
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| Memory lane up in the headlights
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| It’s got me reminiscing on the good times
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| Sittin turning off the real life, driving that truck
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| Hittin easy street in mud tires |