Dirt Road Anthem Chords by Jason Aldean

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I'm chilling on a dirt road, laid back, [G] swerving like [D] I'm George Jones.
Smoke rolling out the window, an ice [G] cold beer sitting in [D] the console.
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[Bm] Memory lane [D] up in the headlights, it's got me [Bm] reminiscing on the good [D] times.
I'm turning off a real life driving match, right, [Bm] I'm hitting easy [D] street on mud tires.
[Bm] Back in the day, [C#] Pops Farm was [D] the place to go.
Load the truck up, hit the [Bm] dirt road.
Jump the [D] barbed wire, spread the word, light the bonfire, and call the girls.
King and the King and the Marlboro Man, Jack [Am] and Jim were [Bm] a few good men.
We had learned how to kiss and [D] cut some pie too.
Better [Bm] watch out for the boys in blue.
In all this [G] small [D] town, he said, she said, ain't it funny how rumors [G] spread like I know something [D] y'all don't know.
Man, that talk is getting old.
You better mind your [C#] business, man, [D] watch your mouth.
Before I have to knock that loud [Bm] mouth out.
I'm tired of [E] talking, [D] man, y'all ain't listen.
Them old [Bm] dirt roads is where y'all be.
I'm [G] chilling on a [D] dirt road, laid back, [G] swerving like [D] I'm George Jones.
[Bm] Smoke [G] blowing out [D] the window, an ice [G] cold beer sitting in the [D] console.
[Bm] Memory lane, I feel [D] the headlight.
It's got [G] me reminiscing on them [D] good times.
[Bm] [G] Turning off [D] a real life driving man, that's right, [G] I'm hitting easy street [D] on mud tires.
[Bm] I sit back and think [A] about them [D] good old days, the way we were raised in our southern ways.
And we like [A] cornbread and [D] biscuits, and if it's broke around here, we fix it.
I can tell y'all where you need to go, down to my hood, back in them [Bm] woods.
We do it [C] different around [D] here, that's right, but we sure do it good and we do it all night.
So if you really want to know how it feels to get off the road, [Bm] trucks and four wheels, jump on [G] in.
A man [D] tell your friends, we'll race them [Bm] hell with a black top.
I'm chilling [D] on a dirt road, laid [G] back, swerving like I'm [D] George Jones.
Smoke blowing out the window, an ice cold [G] beer sitting in the [D] console.
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Memory [Bm] lane, I [D] feel the headlight.
It's got me [Bm] reminiscing [D] on them good times.
[Bm] Turning [D] off a real life driving man, that's right, [G] I'm hitting easy street on [D] mud tires.
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chilling on a dirt road, laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones.
[Bm] Smoke blowing [D] out the window, an ice cold [Bm] beer [G] sitting in the [D] console.
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Memory [Bm] lane, I [D] feel the headlight.
It's got me [Bm] reminiscing [G] on them [D] good times.
[Bm] Turning [G] off a [D] real life driving man, that's right, I'm [G] hitting easy street on [D] mud tires.
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