"Dirt Road Blessed" lyrics
(feat. Ryan Miller)
I stick that pump in the front passenger seat and roll out
I got guns to hunt
Never bought a one of them for clout
But anyway
I'm on the highway
Windows cracked with the smoke rolling
Music jacked up like the truck
While I'm slowly cracking a cold one
Life's been hectic
God blessed me
But the stress that came with that blessing
Man, sometimes, it gets the best of me
But I got the recipe for stress relief
You best believe
80 thousands
A dirt road winding through Gillham and Dequeen
And that road has pulled my head up off of that guillotine more times than I can count
I'm on my way there now
Console full of bird shot
Heavy load and double-ought
Skeet shooting with nobody
Just alcohol and my thoughts
Yeah. This gravel road
That I'm driving on
With every farmer's field and rows of fence posts
It's where I go to slow my roll
Cast a line out into the honey hole
It's where I find treasure better than gold
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's a blessing down a dirt road
Like a flat bottom on rolling fork
Catching them fat bottom black bass on a minnow and a cork
Like a deer dog on a hot track in a fresh frost through a briar patch
Yeah. You're damn right
I hear people saying they leaving
And the reasons ranged from being broke to being bored with nothing to do
Trust me, dude: having nothing to do is beautiful
Imagine being up to your ears in papers in the corner cubicle
You keep that
I'll speak facts
I'd rather be that cat making stacks out of beeswax
Outback with life running slow as tree sap
So, give me that water-filled pot hole
And I'll be another redneck turning mud into gold
Yeah. This gravel road
That I'm driving on
With every farmer's field and rows of fence posts
It's where I go to slow my roll
Cast a line out into the honey hole
It's where I find treasure better than gold
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
I got guns to hunt
Never bought a one of them for clout
But anyway
I'm on the highway
Windows cracked with the smoke rolling
Music jacked up like the truck
While I'm slowly cracking a cold one
Life's been hectic
God blessed me
But the stress that came with that blessing
Man, sometimes, it gets the best of me
But I got the recipe for stress relief
You best believe
80 thousands
A dirt road winding through Gillham and Dequeen
And that road has pulled my head up off of that guillotine more times than I can count
I'm on my way there now
Console full of bird shot
Heavy load and double-ought
Skeet shooting with nobody
Just alcohol and my thoughts
Yeah. This gravel road
That I'm driving on
With every farmer's field and rows of fence posts
It's where I go to slow my roll
Cast a line out into the honey hole
It's where I find treasure better than gold
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's a blessing down a dirt road
Like a flat bottom on rolling fork
Catching them fat bottom black bass on a minnow and a cork
Like a deer dog on a hot track in a fresh frost through a briar patch
Yeah. You're damn right
I hear people saying they leaving
And the reasons ranged from being broke to being bored with nothing to do
Trust me, dude: having nothing to do is beautiful
Imagine being up to your ears in papers in the corner cubicle
You keep that
I'll speak facts
I'd rather be that cat making stacks out of beeswax
Outback with life running slow as tree sap
So, give me that water-filled pot hole
And I'll be another redneck turning mud into gold
Yeah. This gravel road
That I'm driving on
With every farmer's field and rows of fence posts
It's where I go to slow my roll
Cast a line out into the honey hole
It's where I find treasure better than gold
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's a blessing down a dirt road
It's the place that helps save my soul
It's a blessing down a dirt road
