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Drew Baldridge

Dirt On Us

 

Dirt On Us

(album: Dirt On Us - 2016)


Been a while since we tore up a field
Corn stalks sticking out the grill
I still see that farmer's middle finger
We'd come rolling through the center of town
Kicker subs kicking and the glass-packs loud
Guilty as sin with mud dripping off the fenders

Wild hair growing long on us
You could hang a country song on us
Chasing everything with a skirt on it
Me and the boys, me and the boys
Get stuck, we'd hook a chain on it
Fourth and goal, you ain't gonna score on us
Whole lotta washed in the blood on us
Me and the boys, we were noise
With dirt on us

We were two-lane reckless, and buckshot crazy
Some where ya going girl, hop in here baby
Raised up good, hell-bent on being bad
Kissed all the girls who loved that we had that

Wild hair growing long on us
You could hang a country song on us
Chasing everything with a skirt on it
Me and the boys, me and the boys
Get stuck, we'd hook a chain on it
Fourth and goal, you ain't gonna score on us
Whole lotta washed in the blood on us
Me and the boys, we were noise
With dirt on us

We slung a lotta gravel
Sprayed a lot of paint
Brothers with different last names

Wild hair growing long on us
You could hang a country song on us
Chasing everything with a skirt on it
Me and the boys, me and them boys
Get stuck, we'd hook a chain on it
Fourth and goal, no way you gonna score on us
Whole lotta washed in the blood on us
Me and the boys, we were noise
With dirt on us

Yeah the preacher had to work on us
Two-a-days put the hurt on us
When we're gone lay us down in that town
And throw some dirt on us

(Some dirt on us)

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