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Dirt
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Past 7 Days
Dirt was discovered most frequently in the first few seconds of the song during the past week

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You get your hands in it
Plant your roots in it
Dusty headlight, dance with your boots in it
[Verse 2]
You write her name on it
Spin your tires on it
Build your corn field, whiskey bonfires on it (Dirt)
You bet your life on it, yeah
[Chorus]
It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile
Looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build a ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
[Verse 3]
You mix some sweat with it
Taking a shovel to it
You've stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it (Dirt)
You know you came from it (Dirt)
And someday you'll return to this
[Chorus]
Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile
Looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build a ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
[Bridge]
You know you came from it
And someday you'll return to this
[Chorus]
Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
The plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile
Looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build a ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
[Chorus]
Makes you wanna build a ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
[Outro]
You know you came from it
And someday you'll return to it
Written by: Christopher G. Tompkins, Rodney Dale Clawson
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