First Dirt Road

We were Copenhagen kings, we were running that town In a hand me down truck I could see us now Blowing them reds, throwing longnecks At the county line sign Wasn't no such thing as a no trespass Twenty four of Coors and a half tank of gas Every Friday night you knew where to find us at On that 2.5 miles of dirt Yeah, we were raised on it Wrote our names on it Put some mud on our trucks when it rained on it Kicked the dust on it Fell in love on it Got our hearts broke, learned how to cuss on it Like every smoke was the best one rolled, Like every beer was the last one cold, Like it was the first dirt road Wasn't doing nothing Dad and Grandaddy didn't do But that long drive of gravel felt pretty damn new Like it was made for us, thought we were dangerous Hellbent on never growing up Yeah, we were raised on it Wrote our names on it Put some mud on our trucks when it rained on it Kicked the dust on it Fell in love on it Got our hearts broke, learned how to cuss on it Like every smoke was the best one rolled, Like every beer was the last one cold, Like it was the first dirt road Like it was the first dirt road Now it's just another stretch of asphalt If they could only see what's underneath Yeah, we were raised on it Wrote our names on it Put some mud on our trucks when it rained on it Kicked the dust on it Fell in love on it Got our hearts broke, learned how to cuss on it Yeah, we were raised on it Wrote our names on it Put some mud on our trucks when it rained on it Kicked the dust on it Fell in love on it Got our hearts broke, learned how to cuss on it Like every smoke was the best one rolled, Like every beer was the last one cold, Like it was the first dirt road Like it was the first dirt road Yeah like it was the first dirt road