Chorus
Yeah, I'm [Bm]chillin' on a dirt r[A]road,
Laid back [G]swervin' like I'm George J[D]Jones.
Smoke r[Bm]rollin' out the win[A]window,
An' ice cold beer s[G]sittin' in the [D]console.
Memory l[Bm]lane up in the head[A]headlights,
It's got me remin[G]reminiscing on them good t[D]times.
I'm t[Bm]turning off of real li[A]life, drivin' that's right,
I'm hittin' e[G]easy street on mud t[D]tires.
Verse 1
[Bm]Back in the day pop's farm was the place to go.
[A]Load the truck up, hit the dirt road.
[G]Jump the barbwire, spread the word.
[D]Light the bonfire, then call the girls.
[Bm]The king in the can and the Marlboro man.
[A]Jack and gin were a few good men.
[G]Where ya learned how to kiss and cuss and fight [D]too.
Better watch out for the boys in blue.
[Bm]And all this small town he said, she s[A]said,
Ain't it funny how rumors spread.
[G]Like I know something ya'll don't k[D]know,
Man that talk is gettin' old.
[Bm]Ya better mind your business, man, watch your mouth,
[A]Before I have to knock that loud mouth out.
[G]I'm tired of talkin, man, ya'll ain't listenin',
[D]Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'.
Chorus
I'm ch[Bm]chillin' on a dirt r[A]road.
Laid back [G]swervin' like I'm George J[D]Jones.
Smoke r[Bm]rollin' out the win[A]window,
An' ice cold beer s[G]sittin' in the [D]console.
Memory l[Bm]lane up in the head[A]headlights,
It's got me remin[G]reminiscing on them good t[D]times.
I'm t[Bm]turning off of real lif[A]life, drivin' that's right,
I'm hittin' e[G]easy street on mud t[D]tires.
Verse 2
[Bm]I sit back and think about them good ole days.
[A]The way we were raised, and our southern ways,
[G]And we like cornbread, and biscuits,
[D]And if it's broke round here we fix it.
[Bm]I can take ya'll where ya need to go,
[A]Down to my hood, back in them woods.
[G]We do it different 'round here, that's right,
[D]But we sure do it good, and we do it all night.
[Bm]See, if you really wanna know how it feels,
[A]To get off the road with trucks and four wheels,
[G]Jump on in, and man, tell your friends,
[D]We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends.
Chorus
I'm ch[Bm]chillin' on a dirt r[A]road.
Laid back [G]swervin' like I'm George J[D]Jones.
Smoke r[Bm]rollin' out the win[A]window,
An' ice cold beer s[G]sittin' in the [D]console.
Memory l[Bm]lane up in the head[A]headlights,
It's got me remin[G]reminiscing on them good t[D]times.
I'm t[Bm]turning off of real li[A]life, drivin' that's right,
I'm hittin' e[G]easy street on mud t[D]tires.
Thats right.
Chorus
I'm ch[Bm]chillin' on a dirt r[A]road.
Laid back [G]swervin' like I'm George J[D]Jones.
Smoke r[Bm]rollin' out the win[A]window,
An' ice cold beer s[G]sittin' in the [D]console.
Memory l[Bm]lane up in the head[A]headlights,
It's got me remin[G]reminiscing on them good t[D]times.
I'm t[Bm]turning off of real lif[A]life, drivin' that's right,
I'm hittin' e[G]easy street on mud t[D]tires.
