Ride On

Sometimes you just gotta ride on

Not worry about nothing

Yes, sir

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on

Missing me a dirt road

And a beer between my knees

Staring at my rear view

Rolling through the pine trees

Deer tracks, in the dirt

Good looking game trails

Heaven gonna feel like this when we get there

Big old pine trees talking to me in the breeze

Man I hope they don't cut 'em down in the spring

Ride on, I guess that's the way it goes

They try to hold down anything that's gonna blow

I took my dreams and now I pay the bills with it

I took some criticism, but I can deal with it

I just cruise real slow down a dirt road

Take another sip and put it in the console

Little old mud hole coming up on the left

You know I gotta ride through 'till there's nothing left

I'm just a country boy, them dirt roads are calling me

Just keep it in the ruts, yeah, you can follow me

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on

You ever dropped a tailgate and drug your feet in the sand?

Draw the line, had to fight and become a man

Ride on and slow up before the curve

Don't let the waves of the ride throw you in the dirt

Don't let the ditch get ya, navigate the potholes

And when the road splits, know the one to follow

Sometimes, we all need a pick me up

Ride tough on a dirt road in your truck

Camouflage cozy is here to keep my beer cold

And I tell my kids the same thing Granny told

Creeping through the mud while I'm headed to my deer stand

My mind on some red bellies and some deer hams

Stay strong like the line of a bush hook

Keep the faith and ya nose in the good book

Feel the breeze, be free through the pine trees

Country boy for like and that's all I'll ever be

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on

Can't you hear them pine trees talking?

Don't you miss a little mud bogging?

Can't you hear them dirt roads calling?

Telling you to come right on