Justin Moore - Dirt Road Kid Lyrics
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    Dirt Road Kid

    [Verse 1]
    Yellow blue bird on a red clay road, kicking up a cloud of dust
    Burned into my memory like an arkansas summer sun
    Last day of school, kick off your shoes, going to grab up a fishing pole
    Every boy and girl in this part of the county going to meet at the swimming hole

    I'm a dirt road kid, and i'm proud of it
    And if you ask me, that's the way everybody ought a live
    I'm a country boy, born to hunt and fish
    Raised way out yonder, it ain't no wonder, i'm a dirt road kid

    [Verse 2]
    If i show up at your party in my muddy boots, don't get bent outta shape
    Drank a little too much, getting loud and rowdy, an' get up in your face
    But by the end of the night you'll be a friend of mine and i'll even let you drive my truck
    Show you how to pull it out with a winch when you're stuck to the axle studs


    [Verse 3]
    When the show is over and the lights go down
    Don't look for me out on the town
    There's just one place i'll be found



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