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DIRT You get your hands in it Plant your roots in it Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it You write her name on it Spin your tires on it Build your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it You bet your life on it DIRT Its that elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on That plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on That post game party field You circled up on And when it rains You get stuck on Drift a cloud back behind county roads That you run up The mud on her jeans that she peeled off And hung up Her blue eyed Summer time smile Looks so good that it hurts Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt Youve mixed some sweat with it Taken a shovel to it Youve stuck some crosses and some painted Goal posts through it. You know you came from it And some day youll return to it. DIRT
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 23:08:54 +0000

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