Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirt Road, artist - Kip Moore. Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Song language: English
Dirt Road |
| When a preacher talks of heaven, he paints it real nice |
| He says, you better get to livin', better get to livin' right |
| If you’re gonna get your mansion, he’s been saving for your soul |
| If you’re gonna do your dancing on city streets of gold |
| But unless it’s got a dirt road leading down to a fishing hole |
| With a little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light |
| Where I can cuddle with my baby and I can pull her real close |
| No, I don’t wanna go unless heaven’s got a dirt road |
| You better quit your drinking, you better quit your smoking too |
| Be for trading in your backseat Saturday nights for Sunday morning pew |
| Well, I’ve never been nothing, nothing more than what you see |
| Like my truck, I’m made for running, down to a midnight creek |
| So unless it’s got a dirt road leading down to a fishing hole |
| With a little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light |
| Where I can cuddle with my baby and I can pull her real close |
| No, I don’t wanna go unless heaven’s got a dirt road |
| All of this flying high, gonna leave ya falling short |
| Leave you knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s basement door |
| But one thing’s for sure |
| Unless it’s got a dirt road leading down to a fishing hole |
| With a little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light |
| Where I can cuddle with my baby and I can pull her real close |
| No, I don’t wanna go unless heaven’s got a dirt road |