"Black Dirt Red" lyrics

I drank my way through summer
I'm gonna sleep through fall
And I ain't feelin' New York City
This bright light life ain't no bright life at all

Wanna turn this black dirt red
I keep diggin', but I can't find a riverbank or old truck bed
Mama's talkin', daddy's listenin', wildflowers in the kitchen
Man, I'm wishin' I could turn this black dirt red

Turn them headlights into stars
And that concrete into backroads
Front porch sippin' while I strum a guitar
Singin' about how I miss them dogwood trees in Caroline
Catfish nippin' on my line
Cool green grass right beneath my feet

Wanna turn this black dirt red
I keep diggin', but I can't find a riverbank or old truck bed
Mama's talkin', daddy's listenin', wildflowers in the kitchen
Man, I'm wishin' I could turn this black dirt red

When I'm gone, take me home
When I'm gone, write my name in stone
When you lay me to rest

Make that black dirt red
It's who I am, who I'll always be
From my first 'til my last breath
Mama's talkin', daddy's listenin'
Small-town livin' is what I'm missin'
Man, I'm wishin' I could turn this black dirt red

This black dirt red