Dirt Road

When a preacher talks of heaven

He paints it real nice

He says you better get to livin'

Better get to livin' right

If you're gonna get your mansion

He's been saving for your soul

If you're gonna do your dancin'

On city streets of gold

But unless it's got a dirt road

Leading down to a fishing hole

With a little piece of moonlight

A couple cans of Bud Light

Where I can cuddle with my baby

And I can pull her real close

No I don't wanna go

Unless heaven's got a dirt road

You better quit your drinkin'

You better quit your smokin' too

Be for tradin' in your backseat Saturday nights

For a Sunday mornin' pew

Well I've never been nothin'

Nothin' more than what you see

Like my truck I made for runnin'

Down to a midnight creek

So unless it's got a dirt road

Leading down to a fishing hole

With a little piece of moonlight

A couple cans of Bud Light

Where I can cuddle with my baby

And I can pull her real close

I don't wanna go

Unless heaven's got a dirt road

That's right

All of this flyin' high

Gonna leave your far short

Leave you knock knock knockin'

On heaven's basement door

But one thing's for sure

Unless it's got a dirt road

Leading down to a fishing hole

With a little piece of moonlight

A couple cans of Bud Light

Where I can cuddle with my baby

I can pull her real close

No I don't wanna go

Unless heaven's got a dirt road