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Dirt Road Diary - Urban Coach
Me and daddy's ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet
Old lab would jump out the back and fetch them up
We drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop
Or change the dial
One little country station was all there was
Checking gates fixing fence rows that's how my story goes
If you want to know the real me
Just turn the page in my dirt road diary
It's right there for you to see every kiss every beer
Every cotton field memory
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight ridding round windows down on a summer night
I was there and that was me it's right here in my dirt road diary
I remember when I turned sixteen I got a license and some gasoline
Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down
If wasn't the boys it was me and her by fire in a field
Or down on the river
Every inch of that county was sacred ground
I wish I knew where that old truck was
If it could talk it could tell on us
If you want to know the real me
Just turn the page in my dirt road diary
It's right there for you to see every kiss every beer
Every cotton field memory
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight ridding round windows down on a summer night
I was there and that was me it's right here in my dirt road diary
It ain't a book underneath my bed
Just a dusty memory lane burned in my head
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight ridding round windows down feeling right
I was there that was me it's right here in my dirt road diary
Just ride around my little town and you'll see
How I wrote my dirt road diary