[Intro ]
Am, G, F, C 

Opening Chorus 
          Am                  G 
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road, 
          F                         C 
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones. 
       Am                G 
Smoke rollin' out the window, 
                   F             C 
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console. 
        Am                G 
Memory lane up in the headlights, 
                 F                    C 
It's got me reminiscing on them good times. 
     Am              G 
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right, 
             F                  C 
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires. 

verse 1 
Am                                          G 
Back in the day pop's farm was the place to go. 

Load the truck up, hit the dirt road. 
F                               C 
Jump the barbwire, spread the word. 

Light the bonfire, then call the girls. 
Am                                G 
The king in the can and the Marlboro man. 

Jack and gin were a few good men. 
F                                               C 
Where ya learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too. 

Better watch out for the boys in blue. 
Am                                    G 
And all this small town he said, she said, 

Ain't it funny how rumors spread. 
F                                  C 
Like I know something ya'll don't know, 

Man that talk is gettin' old. 
Am                                             G 
Ya better mind your business, man, watch your mouth, 

Before I have to knock that loud mouth out. 
F                                       C 
I'm tired of talkin, man, ya'll ain't listenin', 

Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'. 



[Refrão]
      Am                G 
I'm chillin' on a dirt road. 
          F                         C 
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones. 
       Am                G 
Smoke rollin' out the window, 
                   F             C 
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console. 
        Am                G 
Memory lane up in the headlights, 
                 F                    C 
It's got me reminiscing on them good times. 
     Am              G 
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right, 
             F                  C 
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires. 

verse 2 
Am                                        G 
I sit back and think about them good ole days. 

The way we were raised, and our southern ways, 
F                            C 
And we like cornbread, and biscuits, 

And if it's broke round here we fix it. 
Am                                G 
I can take ya'll where ya need to go, 

Down to my hood, back in them woods. 
F                                      C 
We do it different 'round here, that's right, 

But we sure do it good, and we do it all night. 
Am                                   G 
See, if you really wanna know how it feels, 

To get off the road with trucks and four wheels, 
F                                  C 
Jump on in, and man, tell your friends, 

We'll raise some hell where the blacktop ends. 



[Refrão]
      Am                G 
I'm chillin' on a dirt road. 
          F                         C 
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones. 
       Am                G 
Smoke rollin' out the window, 
                   F             C 
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console. 
        Am                G 
Memory lane up in the headlights, 
                 F                    C 
It's got me reminiscing on them good times. 
     Am              G 
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right, 
             F                  C 
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires. 

Thats right. 

Repeat Opening Chorus for the last time thru 

Outro is the same as the Intro